Chapter 12: The Scott's
Open my eyes and the bright sunshine is in my face, it must be 10-11 o'clock and the second trail will start any minute I want to keep my eye on Johnny Red and see his time I might be in a little trouble if he gets quicker than Blaze and I, but I'm sure she has more in the tank than what she gave yesterday.
There are more people here today than yesterday but that's okay they will start flowing in to see the big one on Friday. Well there is mini and her group of friends and Jet what the hell is he doing over there with them, it looks like he is checking out their horses why would he be doing that? Maybe they are trying to crack onto him like always, or worse they know he needs a job after this week because of me and they are picking him up before he goes walkabout. Jet is a boy of mystery like wild horses he would rather be free then stuck in a round yard but he seeks love and the feeling to be wanted and if that is offered how can your turn that down? You can't. Get your head back in line and just go to the starting line and watch this horse.
Well there they go let's see how fast he comes in I move with the crowd of people to the first pit most are riders who will compete in the coming days. I missed the first few horses but there is Johnny Red I think the board said fourth with a really good time he only pitted for five minutes. I wait for the rest of the horses to run through I like to stay being support for the ones who are giving it a crack with very high odds, a young girl maybe my age comes in on this little 14hh paint he looks fairly old but the way she hugged and kisses him I could see she loved him and he loved her they are partners, they work together as a team even if that means coming in last they stick with each that is a true strong relationship.
Oh no I get to the next pit and Johnny Red and Aden have already ran through with an awesome time they will be chasing my time. I need to get the finish line I feel bad leaving the pit before I watch the young girl come in. I was brisk walking to the finish and see Sam warming up one of the young horses he must be the one in the fun ride, I feel like a intruder that I'm not meant to be there that I had a sign hanging over my head saying 'liar and cheat' I'm not wanted I feel as if I was no longer an innocent young girl that I hurt everyone that meant the most to me, I only had Blaze.
There they were racing hard as they do I wanted to know his time he come in first so I will see him and his horse on Friday. I waited at the line for the young girl to come in, it wasn't too long and she was in she sadly came in last but a horse was unable to continue so on paper she come 19th, I went up to her and asked her name I will never forget it is was Pippa and her horse was Fergie like an the old tractors. She had a really young face with intriguing brown eyes she had olive skin not much taller than me so she was short, I said she has a beautiful horse and they did really well, she simply replied that she was doing it for her late mother and father they had one wish that she rides old Fergie in this comp we continued to chat and she said he used to be the thunder on this track when her mother rode him. It all clicked to me later on in life her horse was Blue Fergie a legend before my dad's turn, no wonder she wasn't pushing the horse as in the year 1990 at the peak of his career he pulled all the tendons his in left hind leg many judged them thinking they were selfish but they truly loved the horse as he was nothing but a struggling little horse his story was a bit like the great Australian ledged Phar Lap no one believed in the horse apart from Mrs and Mr Scott as they proved all wrong when he became a ledged. The horse Pippa was riding must be his son because surely he wouldn't have it in him to race still. Sure enough it was a son and I'm sure Blue Fergie has joined Mr and Mrs Scott in heaven.
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