C. C. Phillips
C. C. Phillips
If memory serves me correctly, it was a beautiful summer in the year 2026 on the occasion of Canada's ex Governor General Tom O'Brien's seventy-fifth birthday; family and friends had gathered at the Tungstall Ranch nestled in the picturesque foothills of the Rocky Mountains. Evan and Analyse Tungstall along with their daughter Toni and her husband Mikael Frost had “brought out the good dishes” in Sir Tom's honour. Preparations for a bountiful feast were well under way when a handsome young couple arrived driving a beautifully restored, vintage, petroleum powered Shelby Mustang. Though the newcomers' true identification probably did not correspond with the appellations “Val and Danny Reid” Evan Tungstall used when introducing them to his son-in-law, no one took exception. The confusing, but joyous reunion spanning roughly sixty, twenty or two years took a very emotional moment of sombre reflection when Mikael and Toni's sixteen year old daughter rode into the ranch yard astride a tall, bareback whiskey coloured gelding. She was a strikingly beautiful young lady. A ponytail of long auburn hair that would reach her slim waist when allowed to tumble free, bounced and bobbed with the rhythm of the horse's gait. Her Christened name was Cherise, but she preferred her nickname, Milt….
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