Everyone in Glen Morgan knew there was a wild boar in the woods over the Miller farm . The boar was out beyond the splintery rail fence and past the old black dodge .
One hot summer day she went to find the boar.No one in Glen Morgan had ever past the old black Dodge and beyond ,as far as she knew.
Finally leaning against a tree to rest she heard him for the first time. She forgot to breathe ,standing there listening to the stamping of the hooves and she choked and coughed
The boar shivered and glistened and was absolutely silent . Jenny matched his silence and her body was rigid but not her eyes . They traveled along his scarred , bristling back to his thick legs . Jenny stared at the boar and tears dropped to the leaves.
Then the boar snorted and jerked . But Jenny did not move .Jenny stood like a rock as the boar wildly flung his head and in terror bolted right past her
And now since that summer, Jenny still hooks her chin over the old rail fence , and she still whispers ,¨Boar out there´´. But when she leans on the fence , looking into the trees ,her eyes are full and she leaves wet patches on the splintery wood.