He can’t talk, and when Mr. Baily brings him home after accidently hitting him with his truck, the stranger can’t seem to remember who he is. Everything from silverware to overalls seem new to him. But he seems to like the Bailys. He helps Mr. Baily with the hay, and he never tires or sweats. The wild animals come out to see him, and turn as if they expect him to follow. Though his presence seems to make everything warmer and brighter, his breath sends a draft through the house. And though all the other trees have turn orange with autumn, the trees around the Baily farm are still summer-green.
This story is like a gentle, beautifully illustrated version of a Twilight Zone, walking the fine line between reality and fairytale.
Review by Hadley Payne (nee Ayers)
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