Proof The Bible Is True

Heat rose in waves from the road in front of me. I patted my horse, Patches.

“I know, I’m hot too,” I said. “Maybe I shouldn’t have taken you out for a ride today.”

Squinting against the glaring sun, I scanned the Montana sky for any sign of reprieve. The sky stretched blue and clear to the far horizon. I gave Patches as much slack in the reins as I could.

Steady drops of sweat rolled down the middle of my back. My mouth dried until my lips cracked. I didn’t think I could keep going, but we could not stop.

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