Valley of Gold a voice

the desert held an appeal all things did not; as it was unforgiving, it revealed itself to be rewarding in many manners. zulema felt a childlike wonder she had not experienced in months. she felt the moment was so brilliant that it was her imagination. the girl, soon to be a woman, listened to her mother with urgency.

she nodded silently and followed tamar's movements, nose to the ground. zulema had not seen her at work like this before! the very woman she wished to be was before her eyes. experience and knowledge poured from tamar in all ways.

"thank you, mom. i needed this. you did too, i'm sure? with dad all, ya know." she breathed out hurriedly with the trot that stole her oxygen. 

she rambled, out of tune with the nose that was supposed to be looking for traces of foxes. her brain had a one track issue.