By Scott Craven | The Arizona Republic
They passed the dark shape so quickly, it could have been a shadow. And in a way, it was.
It was a warm night in late March 2012 when Liz and Brent Busse stopped their pickup on the desolate two-lane road that sliced through the desert. Brent turned the truck around so they could get a better look at the shape.
Particularly because the two thought they might have seen a pair of eyes reflected in the darkness.
As they drove slowly back the other way, the pickup’s headlights outlined the figure.
It was a horse. A tall one, at that. But the light was harsh in its judgment, and the beast’s protruding hips and shoulders cast deep shadows.
The Busses climbed out for a closer look. The horse, its hide stretched tightly on its frame as if painted on, didn’t move as the two approached. Whether it was friendly or exhausted, they didn’t know.
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