Lone Star Mountain stumucha

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John responded to the call from Judah, even though the downpour filtered out the noise. Yet John too, heard the cries, and he recognized it, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. 



“Yes. Let us go…. Toward the cries. They will guid us through the rain.” He said as he got up and moved to a position beside Judah. Then, they would finally descend from the mountain high, to home he left behind, only to bring a mother’s sons home. Or, at least one.

John returned a call, not a cry to haunt, but a call to announce their return. A glimmer hope lingering at the end of the howl.