"April!" my dad's gruff voice called through the door waking me up, "get up, you have to feed the horses today, Allistair's away sick."
"Of course he is." I mumbled
"What was that?" Dad said (his hearing was a bit hard from working on the ranch all these years).
"Nothing!" I yelled.
I sat up and checked the clock- 4:00am- I don't know how Allistair does it! Although he does have that amazing six pack and muscles. I shook my head, there was no way I could get that stable hand, it's not that I'm out of his league but I'm more like out of his age group. He's 21 I'm 15 no way that was happening, although it couldn't hurt to flirt a little and admire his abs.
"April are you going?"
" Yes, yes gimme a break!"
I got changed and walked outside into the cool Canadian air. The horses were in the barn because of the snow which made my job easier.
Custer, my thorough bred, snorted at me, " Hey boy!" I said, " you hungry?"
I was half way through the feeding when dad ran in, " April!" He said out of breathe, " come.. to the house.. NOW!"
He ran out of the barn again and back to the house. I finished feeding as quickly as I could and ran back to the house seeing all my breath come out in puffs of fog. I opened the door and walked through the hall to the kitchen, and stopped.
" You must be April." Said a guy in a smart black suit and briefcase.
The man was sitting next to a boy around 16 with dark brown shaggy hair.
Dad was sitting opposite them.
" What does it matter to you?" I said. Some people may call me rude but I wanted to know what was going on.
"Darling," dad said in his 'soft' voice. This made me worried, he'd only used that voice once before, when he told me mum died, "this is Mr.Walker, my lawyer, and this is Spinner." He said gesturing to the boy.
I scoffed. Spinner? What sort of a name was that?
" Miss Sterner, Spinner here is one of your dad's old friends son."
Spinner was slouched in his chair, arms folded, looking straight ahead. He clearly did NOT want to be here.
"But the thing is, you see, Spinners mother... died."
I stole a glance at Spinner with sympathy showing in my eyes. He didn't look my way or any ones way for that fact. He kept his eyes on the wall ahead of him and didn't flinch.
" What Mr .Walker is saying, April, is that I am actually Spinners godfather."
He paused waiting for it to sink in.
"So?" I asked
"So... that means that I am now his guardian. He will live with us like part of the family he will pull his wait too though, isn't that right Spinner?"
Dad looked at Spinner as he gave a very brief nod of the head.
There was an awkward silence.
Mr.Walker cleared his throat,"Spinner?
"What?"
"Will you be ok here?"
"Whatever." Spinner replied with a cynical eye roll.
Mr.Walker shot dad an ' good luck with this one' look then stood up and stated, " In that case I'll be off, goodbye Shawn." He lent over the table and shook dad's hand firmly.
"Thank you, bye"
