Fiction | June 01, 2003
Blood and Bones
Frances de Pontes Peebles
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Fernando listened for the cow’s labored breaths. Something within him said a calf would be born that night and that the birth would be a hard one. His father had trained him to sense what was around him, to listen to his instincts. Instinct and a good pistol, his father had said, were the only things a man could count on.
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