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By Nigel G. Mitchell
As the townspeople cheered, Roger Roy pushed back the brim of his cowboy hat. "My work here is done. Guess it's time for me to ride off into the sunset."
He smiled down at Melinda. "I'm sorry, Miss Meadows, but I've gotta go. Where I'm going, you can't follow."
Roger snapped the reins and sent his horse thundering down Main Street. At the town limits, his horse's hooves lifted off the ground. The town watched with open mouths as the horse galloped higher into the sky. Roger and his horse disappeared in the cool red light of the setting sun.
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