The Falling Star

It was a falling star the boys saw that Friday night at the Two River Orphanage.  It landed among the tree's in the nearby woods. That following Saturday after breakfast and morning chores.  Ricky Riddle 16 and his younger brother Todd 14, with Gary Stanely 16, Paul Temple 15, Billy Milley 12, got permission from the Headmaster Albert Treebeard to go to the woods so Paul a talented sketch artist could do some drawings of any wildlife and flowers they could see.  Now the Two River Orphanage is for boys and girls age 11-16 just a mile outside Two Rivers.  A small sleepy rural town too small to be called a city and two large to be a village.  It has a one-room school house where our orphans attend in town with local students.  It called Two Rivers because it has a one river called the First River flowing outside of town between town and the orphanage.  The Second River is now an old dried up river bed that once emptied into the First River many decades ago.  More a shallow narrow spring feed stream then a river.  Where it once poured into the First River it was a very small water fall no more than two feet high.  The boys fishing hole and swimming hole in the First River.  Now that Saturday morning in the spring of 1950 once across the dry river bed, into the woods they came upon there falling star, or was it?  Grandpa Ricky Riddle said to his 3 grandchildren that afternoon.