Cherokee Hearts

Cherokee Hearts

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Stephanee was 12 years old when she got her first horse. She was pulling in her driveway in Alabama, coming home from a trip from their summer/winter home in North Carolina. Her mom Nita pulled the car into the driveway and put the car in park. Stephanee was curious, and as we all know curiosity killed the cat, but in this case it was different. "Mom, whats going on?" She said with concern and excitement. "Don't ever say I can't hide anything from you or surprise you." Nita said and Stephanee nodded, her mom pulled in the driveway and Stephanee seen something big and brown move and got the idea of what it was. "Mom! Stop the car!" Stephanee screamed, she opened her door and ran up to the brown animal. As she proceeded near the animal she tried to stay calm and started speaking. "Hey girl, what are you doing here, huh?" She looked around and didn't see any owner anywhere. Her dad Colonel was busy working but looked through a cars window so he could see how the 2 girls were getting along. Stephanee untied the horse and walked up to her dad. "Dad, what is this horse doing here?" She asked in a rush of excitement and cheer.
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