Chapter 1   Flies buzzed in the hot summer air as Edward tugged on the short tether and clucked his tongue to encourage the old ox. “Come on, Clyde. Pull.” The ox-cart moved too slowly to raise much dust, yet the snail’s pace exposed Edward to the unrelenting sun and left his throat as dry as wind-blown sand. Their slow progress bored him, and were it not for the loud screech from each turn of the left wheel, he might … Continue reading The Miller’s Son By David R. Addleman