🙇🏼Narrator's P.O.V🙇🏼
"Sold to the woman in pink and blue!" James dismounted as Tally stopped by his trailer. A thin woman checked Tally's hooves and his legs before saying "You've got a good quality horse in your hands." James turned and looked at her. She was his age. 19. And her blonde wavy hair shined in the sunlight beaming through the willow and elm trees. "You really think he is a good quality horse?" James asked curiously.
"Yes, but you sound confused. If you know that he is good quality for an Australian Stock horse, then why are you selling him?" The woman asked but James didn't answer because he knew it was a rhetorical question.
"Here is my address, so you can come p and pick up Tally tomorrow." James gave her a slip of paper with his name and address on it.
James Reed,
Marigold Farm Equestrian Centre,
Coach Road,
Ashford,
TN27,
England,
United Kingdom
"Thanks, but I won't be collecting him tomorrow," James looked confused as she spoke, "You and your horse should have a day to say goodbye first."
James told her that she could come and collect him whenever because he wouldn't miss Tally. He was the type of guy to get over things quickly. Well sort of.
It was Saturday and she had convinced James to let her collect Tally on Monday. "What's your name exactly?" James asked.
"Oh. It's Zara," she told him, "Im so sorry I forgot to mention it at the start of our conversation about your fabulous horse."
"He's not fabulous! He is lazy and lacks in speed."
"I honestly doubt that." Zara began to walk away as she shouted, "See you on Monday!"
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The Tail Of A Horse
RandomWhen Tally is sold yet again, his new owner decides to use him as a competing horse. However, Tally had never been ridden so much in his life........
