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Out of the Dust (Part Six)

I was born and raised as a country boy in the rural Pocono Mountains of northeastern Pennsylvania. I love the art of writing..


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It was in the middle of the night and Stranger was sitting on the park bench where he has spent every night since he entered town. The little bird spent much time in its nest looking down on Stranger. Stranger often wondered what the little bird was thinking. Did the little bird have a way of knowing what was in Stranger's mind?

The moon was out bright. It looked so beautiful seeing the light from the moon glistening off of the leaves on the trees. The moon had a way of making everything seem so peaceful at night. The moon had a reason for it's existence near earth. Stranger knew what it was. He had a way of knowing just about everything.

It was in the middle of the night and the little bird flew down and landed on Stranger. It was tweeting and fluttering about. Stranger immediately knew that there was trouble somewhere.. "What is it my feathered friend? Lead the way."

The bird took off to the east toward one of the older neighborhoods in town. It kept circling back to give Stranger time to catch up. Stranger stopped! I smell smoke, he thought to himself. "Go little bird, something is wrong," Stranger replied..

Soon little bird led him to an older three story house. The fire department was not there yet. If it wasn't there soon the home would be a total loss. The fire was lighting up the upstairs windows. There was a smash as a man threw a chair through the window. A man yelled, "help us, please help us. The fire is getting close, We can't get out."

Stranger heard the sound of sirens, but the people needed help now. Stranger did something that he rarely did. He stretched out his arms. In a flash his arms turned into the wings of a bird. Stranger flew to the window. "How many of you are there?"

"Three of us," the man said.

"Give me the mother and child first," Stranger replied.

They got on Stranger's back and he flew them to the ground. Immediately in a flash he was back up to the window. The fire was so close that it was forcing the man to exit the window. "Get on my back," Stranger said.

Stranger flew the man down to where the mother and child were. He held out his arms and the wings disappeared. Stranger said, "You can not tell anyone what you just saw. It is a secret between the four of us. Do you understand?"

The man said, "Don't worry, Stranger, the secret is safe with us."

Just then the fire department arrived. The chief wanted to know if anyone was in the building. The man said everyone was out. This man helped us get out of the upstairs bedroom. "How did you get up there without a ladder?" the chief asked.

Stranger said, "It wasn't easy but in times like this I got it done."

The chief just looked at Stranger shaking his head. Something just didn't seem right to him, but he said no more.The house received a lot of damage, but it could be repaired. All the way back to the station the chief was thinking, something just didn't seem right, it was just odd.

Stranger looked at the family and nodded. He knew his secret was safe with them. The family would spend the night and many nights more with a neighbor.

Stranger took his time walking back to the park bench. When he got there he looked up at the bird nest. The little bird was in there sound asleep. Stranger said, "you did good my little friend, you should be proud."

Stranger crossed his legs, closed his eyes, wondering if tomorrow would be more relaxing. When he woke up in the morning the little bird was in his lap sleeping. Stranger smiled as he ran his hand across the feathers.. "You just sleep there as long as you want my little feathered friend. Do you realize that you are a hero?"

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