Teresa D Heard

Starting Over

She awoke, as she had every morning for the last few days, to the sounds of the birds chirping noisily welcoming a new day. But it was the smell of stale, molding hay from the loft that brought her completely out of her pleasant dream and back to reality. She stretched, opened her eyes and gazed at the barn roof with the faint glow of the morning sun coming through the cracks. She knew that she needed to be moving on. An old abandoned barn was no place to spend the winter, but she still had no idea where she should go from here.