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The Wind Late at night the wind blows from the Santa Lucia Mountains; it shakes windows and rattles doors; it sweeps across the valley to the edge of the mesa where it collides with the fog and drifts over the bluff on its way to the sea; sometimes the dry, hot air lingers in town; it roams Main Street and sails over the three-story Victorian with the rounded glass turret and the white picket fence; it wanders past the brick church with "Jesus Loves You" printed in large black letters above the door; near a moonlit grove, it gathers up the scent of eucalyptus mixed with cypress and pine; it pauses by a garden in front of a white stucco house with a Spanish tile roof; inside the cottage, the last one on the road leading out of town, a woman stands by a window, watching and waiting; then as suddenly as it arrives, like a guest not wishing to wear out its welcome, the wind rolls along the two-lane blacktop, fades out and dies, only to return another night. ~Paul Alan Fahey Paul Alan Fahey is a learning disabilities specialist at Allan Hancock College in Santa Maria, California. He is the editor of the national magazine, "Mindprints, A Literary Journal." His short fiction has recently appeared in the print journals, Thema and Seven Hills Review and online at Paperplates and Scriptum. Website. Email. © 2002 by Paul Alan Fahey. All Rights Reserved.
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