Edmund’s mother Carol Anne found him in his favorite spot on the cliff staring out at the green valley below and the blue mesa beyond. Carol Anne flopped down next to him, exhausted.
Carol Anne took a good long look at her son. As he approached manhood, he looked more and more like his father. She wondered what her late husband would think of their boy. Moody and wistful, and nearly as silent as the grave, Edmund was a mystery to her.
“Reckon I’ll be along, by and by,” he said.
Edmund frowned and mumbled to himself.
“What’s that?” Carol Anne snapped.
They walked to their horses in silence, Edmund stubbornly refusing to speak. As they mounted, Carol Anne could see her son was making ready to bolt and quickly maneuvered to block him.
Carol Anne reigned her horse, forcing Edmund to do the same. “Where’s this coming from?” She asked.
This week’s UnOLWG prompts are: Tell me about it; blue mesa; You would if you loved me. Two of the three are more implied. I think. At least, I tried to make it work that way.
This is a great story. I appreciate the implications and it is kind of hard to imply a blue mesa. It’s rather descriptive in its own right.