The Deer (standard:other, 994 words)
Author: Pitter Pat	Added: May 27 2004	Views/Reads: 3401/2403	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Jenna hurries to get to a meeting, but ends up in a ditch because of a deer. This story is a slightly different style I'm trying - all comments and edits are welcome.

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embankment. The deer began to pace, nervously watching every move she 
made. 

Stopping to check her progress, Jenna found she was almost half way to
the road. “I'm gonna make it Mr. Deer.” Again she slowly pulled herself 
up the hill. At the edge of the shoulder, Jenna saw the huge animal a 
few feet away.  “What now Mr. Deer? If I sit on the shoulder I'll 
probably be hit.” 

The moonlight was slowly fading as the sun peeked from the eastern
horizon. An owl's ‘hoot' echoed through the trees as the mighty bird 
circled then disappeared into the cover of an old maple tree. As if the 
owl had signaled morning's arrival, first one ‘tweet' then a dozen 
‘tweets' sang their morning song. Jenna closed her eyes and remembered 
the early mornings sitting on the porch with her grandpa while her 
grandma cooked bacon, eggs, and biscuits. “Where did those days go, 
grandpa? Why does time fly by so fast?” 

Jenna heard a rattle in the distance and quickly opened her eyes. The
deer moved to the middle of the road as an old black truck slowly made 
its way closer then stopped. 

“HELP!” 

“What the ...” as an old man got out of the truck, the deer slowly
walked within a few inches of Jenna then disappeared down the hill. 

“What happened Miss? Are you ok?” 

“I hurt my leg.” She pointed to her car, “I swerved to miss that deer
and rolled down the hill.” 

“Let me see,” he carefully examined her leg. “It's broke.” Taking a
piece of wood and rope from the truck, he carefully splinted Jenna's 
leg then helped her into his rusty vehicle. 

“My car...” 

“It's not goin' anywhere. I'll pull it out later with my tractor.” He
rubbed his chin, “You said there was a deer?” 

“It stayed with me all night.” Jenna frowned,  “You saw it on the road -
you stopped for it.” 

“I stopped cause the truck quit. I don't know what got into the old
thing...” 


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