Contributor(s): Author: Marcia Lynn McClure Of a sudden, Minnette\'s reminiscences were scattered when she heard a sound that was not native to the meadow.
Leaping to her feet, she looked to the tree lin.
Sitting up--for she had indeed relaxed to near sprawling in the grass while caught up in her reverie--Minnette frowned when the next sound to reach her was that of shouting--a man shouting.
A whistled call of sorts--and definitely human.
Contributor(s): Author: Marcia Lynn McClure Of a sudden, Minnette\'s reminiscences were scattered when she heard a sound that was not native to the meadow