She saddled up the white mare. One last ride across the open plains. Then retirement in the city and her new apartment.
Nestled in the distance the farmhouse and barn – the small bit of the world that they had once owned.
She thought about the years spent working this land. She thought of her ancestors who had worked it before her, and the native Americans had roamed the plains before that.
Now the developers own it. Tomorrow the first heavy machinery will arrive. Tarmac and housing estates will build over the ghosts of those that came before.
And they call that progress.

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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