He Lay Trembling by the Tracks, Yet His Eyes Still Searched for Someone to Save Him
He Lay Trembling by the Tracks, Yet His Eyes Still Searched for Someone to Save Him The dog’s fur was matted, streaked with dirt and blood. He lay beside the railroad tracks, shivering. His whimpers carried on the cold morning air, soft and desperate, like a child calling for a mother who never comes. No …