"Do you feel that?” Caroline asked. Loud blows of air from Stranger's nose, was a noise heard ever so vividly, but there was nothing in view but black.
A twelve-year-old girl named Addy, was about to get a riding lesson from Caroline. “You feel that on your palms?” Caroline asked Addy, still in the blackness.
Addy replied, “yeah, it’s warm.”
The loud blows of air were heard again.
“That’s good,” Caroline said.
“Why?”
“That’s Stranger's way of saying he wants to be friends with you… Are you ready to ride today?”
“I don’t think so.” Addy clearly sounded fearful.
“You have to sometime. Just hold on to the reigns... Got em?”
Addy stood on a large rock and clenched the reigns that rested on strangers back as if she was clenching on to life itself.
Caroline said, “just don’t let go of the reigns. Now the thing about horses is, they have very acute senses. You are their mirror.”
“What do you mean?” Addy asked, still with hesitancy.
“Well, if you’re in a good mood, so will you're horse, if you're in a bad mood, bad horse, if you're in a nervous mood, nervous horse, and nervous horse means...”
“... He’ll buck me off? Okay I can’t do this, I can’t get on,” Addy explained anxiously.
“Okay Addy, I’m not trying to sound like a know it all, but I’m about to say something really important.”
“You better listen up,” Melody chimed in.
Caroline then demanded, “and also open your eyes Addy. Melody may not have vision, but you definitely do.”
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The Deep Prick
RomanceCaroline has a secret. She was born with the Black Iris curse, cast upon her grandmother, from a bearded witch, named Madeira Everheart. This curse was passed down to Caroline and causes her to meet the boys of her dreams, who are externally beautif...
