Valentina would have enjoyed the beautiful scenery if she had not been so troubled. She stared blankly at the profusion of wildflowers that grew on the grassy hillsides. She was unmindful of the tall pine trees that scented the air with a bracing aroma. As the horses clopped along the dusty road, her thoughts were on her father. She wondered what she would say to her mother if she discovered her father were indeed dead? It was shortly before sunset when Santiago pulled off the road, stopped beside a gurgling stream, and unhitched the horses. Valentina walked along the grassy slopes as he set up a canvas tent for her to sleep in. She was touched by the little man's thoughtfulness. He seemed to anticipate everything that would add to her comfort. Valentina patted each of the bay horses that were tethered nearby. Walking downstream, she allowed her eyes to wander past the woods, drinking in the beauty of this land. She stooped down to pick up a pinecone that was the length of her arm, marveling at its size.
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