Baxter Black, DVM:  THE YELLOW RIBBON

Baxter Black, DVM:  THE YELLOW RIBBON

The women stood in line. Her eyes stared vacantly. Her face was gaunt. A thin film of dust covered her clothing. The weight of the world lay on her shoulders. She was muttering under her breath. A fly touched her cheek. She brushed it off, unthinking.

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