SurpriseThe text read:
I may have just-impulse bought a 7 year old Thoroughbred gelding.
"You're kidding" Selena grumbled.
He'd better be able to jump the moon
Oh believe me. He can
"A thoroughbred. What do we need a thoroughbred for!?" Selena moaned to herself. "We breed Canadian Horses and Nefoundland ponies! We don't need a thoroughbred!" She chucked her phone next to her on the couch. "He'd better be a money maker."
Two days later, Selena watched Maya lead the handsome dapple grey gelding out of the trailer and her heart melted a tiny bit. "OK, I understand the impulse now" She admitted. "He's a fine fellow. What's his name?" Maya beamed, she knew Selena would fall for him. "His name's Barclay." Selena shook her head, but she was smiling. "You worry me sometimes, Maya. One day I'll walk into the barn to find a menagerie of prancing ponies with you standing in the middle with that ridiculous smile on your face, laughing like a maniac.