- Autumn Clarke
“You’re seriously going to hunt tomorrow?” my mom’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor when I told her my plan to rise well before dawn the next day and make the 2-hour drive out to the Long Creek territory.
“Yeah! I don’t have class until 2:00 on Tuesday, so I figured I can hunt tomorrow, stay at home tomorrow night, and just drive back to school Tuesday morning.” I was home for the long weekend, and since Shakerag Hounds would be heading out to hunt on Martin Luther King Day and my academic schedule sort of allowed for it, I figured I might as well go, too.
My mom gave me a confused sort of smile and simply responded, “Um. Okay dear, just be quiet when you get up in the morning,” and returned to her dinner.