Chapter Thirty- Seven

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From that day on I was riding like a machine. Hitting every distance perfectly and moving up in the height of the fence. We got up to 3'9 before I started to hesitate a little. So, the next week we decided to have fun and see how wide we could jump. Justin snuck a tape measure out of the tool box in our garage that I didn't even know we had. Then the second I cleared a fence Justin would make it three inches wider. It got up to be 3'3 wide when we decided to leave it on a good note.

Then we did flat work and that stupid bending thing but now with no bend. Yet we still call it the bending thing. Also, something else has been happening. More and more people have been showing up. Maggy put out a personally asked invintation and for a while only the same four people have showed up. But somebody must have said something and I'm not going to say any names but I bet you it was Sam. Anyway, first it was the four people that came every so often. But now, every night, there is at least fifteen people there. All are non-horse related. So what was making them show up? They knew nothing of what Justin was saying and nothing of what I was doing. What was making them show up?

Moms soft snore signaled that it was time for Justin and I to leave. "Wanna jump today?" He asked as he started the car.

"Yup!" I excitedly dance in my chair.

"Wow, just three weeks ago you didn't want to jump at all."

"Well, things change." I say. Then mumble, "People change."

"What was that?"

"Nothing"

Already, when we step into the barn there were about ten people waiting by the office door. "Hi Gina." Some say and I smile and keep moving.

By the time I mount Harry there is twenty people there in the indoors spectators section. When I was done warming up I looked back at them again and there where even more people. Why? Why are they here? I think. "Start schooling over this fence." Justin points to a 3ft verticle "Then once your ready, add on this line." And he spins around to point at the 3ft line on the other side of the giant arena. I obey as always and start jumping the single over and over again. Then within three jumps I move onto the outside line and jump that two more times without a problem.

Justin stops me and I walk to him. "You're bored aren't you?" He asks.

"No. I'm never bored riding but this is just so easy for us now. And those people, I nod my head over in there direction, they've seen it over a million times." I exaggerate.

"So what do you want to do?" he asks.

"You're the trainer." I say and start walking on the rail.

I see Justin put up the single fence to 3'3. "You want different! Well we are going to do something different here." He talks in a loud voice so that the spectators could hear. "We are going to have a little bit of a jump off. With one person, but it still works." He's talking directly to the spectators now because he knows that I know what he means. "Every time she clears this fence" He points at the 3'3 fence, "Everytime she clears it, its going to go up three inches." The spectators nod in understandment and some move around in excitment.

Meanwhile, I'm not so excited anymore. I want to jump but how high is Justin going to make my go? I'll have to cut him off when enough is enough. Then stupid ass Sam catches my eye and I think that bailing out would not go well in the book, article, whatever she's writing. So I'm forced to go.

The first three fences were easy. Its when we got up to 4ft that I got scared. I've schooled over 4ft plenty of times. I've actually schooled 4'3 before. But that's the thing. Before. I've done all this before. What happens if I fall and almost die again? It could happen. But thats when I realized that it could happen when I'm walking down the block to the diner. It could happen when I'm sitting in a chair. So why should I waste this awesome moment?

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