Soul Music - Unnoticed

There was the sound of running feet and Asphalt appeared, with the other members of the band behind him.

'The guitar was screaming,' said Asphalt. 'Are you all right?'

'You'd better ask her,' muttered Buddy.

All three of them looked directly at Susan. 'Who?' said Cliff.

'She's right in front of you.'

Glod waved a stubby hand in the air, missing Susan by inches.

'It was probably dat cabbage,' said Cliff to Asphalt. Susan stepped backwards quietly.

'She's right there! But she's going away now, can't you see?'

'That's right, that's right,' said Glod, taking Buddy's arm. 'She's going away now, and good riddance, so just you come on back-'

'Now she's getting on that horse!'

'Yes, yes, a big black horse-'

'It's white, you idiot!' Hoofprints burned red on the ground for a moment and then faded. 'And it's gone now!'

The Band With Rocks In stared into the night. 'Yes, I can see dat, now you mention it,' said Cliff. 'Days a horse dat isn't dere, sure enough.'

'Yes, that's certainly what a horse that's gone looks like,' said Asphalt carefully.

'None of you saw her?' said Buddy, as they maneuvered him gently back through the pre-dawn greyness.

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Soul Music - p187-188