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move and it would charge. No time to reason—he
needed to get the boy and himself to safety before the bull decided that he had
shared his pen long enough.
    Tyler
grabbed the boy’s hand and helped him to stand. He placed a hand on the boy’s
chest and pushed him closer to the fence. He then took a slow step in front of
him. Thankfully, the boy’s state of shock had rendered him speechless; any
sudden noise would further agitate the creature.
    He kept
his eyes trained on their probable tormentor while he reached a hand behind his
back and grabbed the boy’s wrist. In a calm, hushed voice, he whispered, “When
I say ‘go,' I want you to climb back up to the top, just like you did when you
got in here. Do you understand?”
    The boy
whimpered but managed to whisper, “Uh, huh.”
    “Good.
Not yet, you understand. Wait until I say ‘go’."
    “Okay.”
    Tyler
wanted to ensure that the bull was calm before the boy made a move. He began to
send calm thoughts and positive energy to the animal. He was answered with a
snort and a stomp. Oh, God, please let this work , Tyler thought.
    He
continued to hold his focus. It’s okay , he thought. We aren’t here to
hurt you . My little friend, here, made a mistake. All we want to do is
go and leave you alone . He doubted the bull understood but hoped he caught
the meaning.
    The bull
retreated a step, and Tyler knew that it was now or never. With his eyes still
on the creature, he squeezed the boy’s wrist once, released it, and whispered,
“Go!” Thankfully obedient, the boy quickly clambered up the side.
    A moment
later, a man’s voice shouted, “Timothy! What were you thinking?”
    Tyler
tuned out the commotion, from the other side, and continued to emit calm,
relaxing thoughts and energy. He was fairly confident that he could climb
safely to the top, without getting speared with horns, but he was still
hesitant to turn his back.
    And then
an image entered his mind. He saw himself climbing up the fence. The
bull was telling him that he could go.
    “Thanks,
buddy,” Tyler whispered. Assured of his safety, he turned to climb. He was two
rails up, when he turned back to the massive, horned creature and said, “Good
luck out there." Tyler wondered if it was his imagination but he could have
sworn that the bull winked.
    A man
stood to greet him as he landed back to safety on the other side. He wore a
cowboy hat and boots and sported a thick, black mustache. “That was very brave
of you. I owe you my thanks for saving my nephew. He could have gotten real
hurt if you hadn’t come along.”
    “I’m
just glad that I was able to help.” Tyler brushed the dirt from his hands, onto
his jeans, and accepted the man’s outstretched hand in a firm shake.
    The boy
was snuggled in a giant bear hug in the arms of a woman he assumed to be his
mother, while a man, whom he assumed to be his father, stood by and scolded the
boy. “Don’t you ever do anything so stupid, ever again! Do you hear me? Do you
have any idea how lucky you are?” The boy burst into tears and buried his head
in his mother’s neck.
    Tyler
realized that a small group had gathered around the commotion. At the front of
the crowd stood a tall Hispanic guy who was about eighteen years old, with
thick, black-rimmed glasses. This had to be Eddie. They made eye contact and
then he smiled and stepped out of the crowd toward him.
    Tyler
turned to the boy’s uncle. “I’m sorry. Could you excuse me for just a minute?”
    “Of
course. I’ll be right over there.” He touched the brim of his cowboy hat and
gave a nod before he wandered over to check on his nephew.
    Tyler
turned to the newcomer, who extended a hand in greeting. “Hi, I’m Eddie.”
    “I’m
Tyler.”
    Eddie
accepted the handshake and said, “Your brother wasn’t kidding. You do look
exactly alike.”
    Up to
that point, the entire situation with Toby and the kidnappers had seemed
surreal, but now that Eddie stood before him, in person, his reality