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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Rae returns home from college on break to attend a meeting concerning the bounty on kats to encourage more hunting and  the Harvest Festival.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1085562/</link>
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			<title>The Last Ride</title>
			<description>Towards the ends of the earth, they endlessly went galloping &amp;mdash;  For the last time upon the ghostly horse, she went riding</description>
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			<title>The Journey Begins</title>
			<description>Goback, go backRemember meIn all my graceIn all my greatness&amp;nbsp;Myfirst real horse was a gray Arabian named CJ for the magical price of FREE.&amp;nbsp; I had been riding the neighbors&amp;rsquo; horses for acouple years by this point and when my family heard about CJ, we were ready..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083320/</link>
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			<title>From the Author</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;FROMTHE AUTHOR&amp;nbsp;Ihave mulled over the idea of writing about a horse from my childhood for a longtime.&amp;nbsp; Though I only owned her and rodeher a few short years, she left an imprint on my heart that will never go away.&amp;nbsp; The experiences she gave me.&amp;nbsp; The k..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083318/</link>
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			<title>Journey: A Memoir</title>
			<description>With the haunting words of a poem I wrote long ago, &quot;Go back, go back, remember me.  In all my grace, in all my greatness...&quot; I write here the story about an amazing horse that taught me so much.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083314/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Annie is in her element photographing the big horn sheep and wild horses of her world.  She is interrupted by local rancher out checking his livestock.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083309/</link>
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			<title>The Horses of Ponder Pine</title>
			<description>Annie is a wildlife photographer. When she stumbles across several shot horses, she is appalled and suspects a local rancher. When his cattle turn up as targets also they team up to solve the mystery.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083297/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Rae's mother is dead.  Her father is immersed with town politics and happenings.  He takes her with him on an errand and she meets Kats for the first time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JWalling/1083294/</link>
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			<title>Sumer</title>
			<description>An alien planet colonized by humans, with their preconceived notion of what alien life is, leaves the real native race unrecognized. One young woman fights for the alien's rights to be recognized</description>
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