I shot out of the swing when I heard tires crunching on the gravel.
A white trailer attached to the back of a black Chevy Silverado rolled into out C-shaped drive.A lady with blonde hair and a fragile face stepped out. She wore tan jodhpurs, and a red Polo shirt.
"Hello, there! I'm Karen." She said.
"Hello!" I beamed.
"I'm here to drop off ol' Charm." She patted the trailer and Charm nickered inside.
"She's very lovely.." I said, in awe. "Want me to help you unload her?"
Karen nodded. "Sure, doll. Make sure you let her sniff your hand so she knows you mean no harm. All you gotta do is go untie her lead in there. It's a quick release knot so all you gotta do is-"
"I know." I smiled.
"Well, you smartie, go on." Karen laughed.
I unlocked the tailgate and stepped quietly inside the trailer. Charm snorted and turned towards me.
"Hey, girl..." I said gently, holding out my hand for Charm to sniff. Charm snuffed out air, indicating friendship. I patted Charm's flank so she wouldn't spook. Charm moved over and I yanked the knot and lead Charm out.
"Well, there. I see you know your stuff. Mind if I take a look at your stables?" Karen asked.
I nodded. "Sure! Follow me."
I clucked at Charm to follow. "Good girl," I said and patted Charm's golden neck.
I showed Karen to the stables, and showed her where Charm would stay. Things were still organized from when the other horses where here.
"What's this?" Karen asked, fingering a golden name tag. Ripple.
I sighed sadly. "My mom died last April, and me, my dad, and my mom all rode together. But after she died, my dad sold our horses." I explained. "I'm going to give this place a cleaning up, I haven't been allowed out here since my Mom died." I said, patting Charm.
I kissed Charm's muzzle. "We're going to be best friends, I can tell.""Good." Karen chuckled. "Your stables are very nice. They could use a little dusting, though." She smirked.
She smiled at me. "Gotta go pack, hon. Thank you so much for taking my baby girl. Be good, Charm." She said, kissing Charm's regal head. "I love you baby."
With one last thank you, she was gone.
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The End of all Things
Non-FictionCassie has always wanted a horse. She is left alone with her Dad when her mom dies in a car crash. Her father is deeply troubled and forbids horses forever; her mother's favorite animal, along with Cassie's. Cassie wants to ride, but what will she d...