The cowgirl ran into The Oracle office building panting and waving a piece of paper in her hand. One of the newspaper boys always about went flying into a wall as she shoved him out of her way, another went sprawling over a desk in her haste to get to Amal?s office with her treasure.

She wanted a Pulitzer prize so badly she just about couldn?t stand it and was willing to mow down every newspaper boy in the office if they didn?t get out of her way. This article more than likely wouldn?t get her that but it was huge breaking news and the deadline was past for this month.

She was frantic to get to the Editor-in-chief to see if she could get this article printed before their competition could get ahold of it and break the story before they did. ?Amal! Boss! Lookie here, lookie here what I got for ya!?

She ran into the glass walled office and skidded to a halt while placing the badly rumpled paper on the desk with a flourish and proud, radiant, smile and sparkle in navy blue eyes.