Behr E Zulmat Novels & Stories

Towns people paused at doorways and on footpaths to listen tu the message and even in the market a hush fell and then resumed again in furious whispers of wonder, curiosity and fear. "Is it the war?" "Are the boys to be conscripted?" "I hear Maldorr is riding for Ligath, what are we to do?" "But fourteen is too young!" Zutara tied her curly red hair back and resumed milking the cow she had been working on as the boys around her looked at each other and abandoned their work stations to answer the Royal summons, she shrugged her shoulders knowing that she would have to complete their tasks for them but she did not mind, if only she would get their own share of apples and milk then maybe she wo

"Josh, go help your coach clean up." Josh gathered the bats and put them in the bag as a man, who Caleb assumed was Josh's father, approached. The man was holding the hand of another woman. Caleb didn't want to interrupt, but he had to speak to them. For their son. He cleared his throat as he walked up to the trio. "Hi. I'm Caleb Behr, Josh's coach." The man looked him up and down then thrust out his hand. "Carl Leight." The two women had opposite reactions to his presence. The younger stepped away. The older woman stepped towards him. "I'm Melinda Leight. Josh's mother."