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Jon’s POV
Waking up on Monday morning I couldn’t feel better than I did; after spending time with Lina last night and getting over whatever it was that seemed to come between us my mood was at an all time high. So what if we could never be together like I wanted us to be at least we could still be friends; I couldn’t ask for a better friend either. Lina was the best friend I could ever ask for; she was not only loving, caring and the nicest person I know, she was also blunt, straight to the point and never took shit from anybody, she was everything anyone could ever want or ask for in a friend. I wouldn’t do anything to screw up our friendship, the moment she left my apartment last night I made a vow to myself to hold onto her with everything I have; even if I would never be able to have Lina the way I wanted to I knew that there was no way I could ever go another day in my life without at least having her at my side as my friend, my best friend, my only friend really other than Jen.
I spent the rest of Monday and Tuesday helping Lina try to train a young horse named Ginger on how to accept a saddle; the damn thing was more stubborn than a mule and after hours of attempts and fails at getting her to accept the saddle we would leave the barn exhausted and drained each night. Things were a little hectic in the barn for a while after Thomas got back; while he was gone we all took it easy and got by with the minimal amount of work we could while still making sure to do our jobs properly but now that he was back he was cracking the whip and the barn was back in tiptop shape. Not that I minded him being back at all or the hard work that came along with it but it did mean less time alone with Lina; she didn’t come up and visit me at night and we didn’t seem to be as able to talk freely as we normally would.
By the time I went to bed on Wednesday night I was feeling a little down and wishing for the weekend to hurry up so that I could at least spend a little more time with her; it felt like I was only sleeping for a few minutes when there was a knock at the door. I rolled over rubbing the sleep out of my eyes as I took in the time on the clock by the bed; it was nearly four in the morning and I couldn’t help but wonder who would be at my door that early; I slipped on some sweat pants and a tee shirt as I made my way to the door. As my mind started to clear of sleep my steps started to move faster wondering if maybe something was wrong; why else would someone be waking me up in the middle of the night if something bad didn’t happen. I made it to the door and whipped it open to find Lina standing there in a pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt; she had the biggest smile I had ever seen on her face.
“What are you doing here; what’s going on?” I asked; I could only assume that since she was smiling that nothing bad happened but I still had to be sure.
“Do you want to see the most beautiful and amazin’ thing you will ever lay your eyes on?” She asked. I had to ask myself if that was some type of trick question because from where I stood I was already staring at the most beautiful and amazing thing I had ever laid my eyes on.
“Umm… sure?” I replied hesitantly wondering what it was that she could be referring to if it wasn’t herself.
“Come on!” She chirped before grabbing my arm and all but dragging me down the steps.
“Where are we going?” I asked as she hauled me out of the barn and I struggled to keep up with her hurried pace in my still tired state. What the hell did she do drink an entire pot of coffee?
“You’ll see!” She said happily as she led me into one of the breeding barns where we kept the newly born foals and pregnant horses.
“Come on, up here.” She said letting go of my hand so that she could climb on top of a stack of hay bales set up across from a stall; I made my way up to sit next to her as she pointed toward the stall across from us.
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