Nico could barely form words in his amazement. “How did you... how did you *know*?"
Rebecca looked up from her phone. Her expectant smile faded slightly. “You've been here before?"
“A *long* time ago." His brow furrowed as he thought. “My mother used to bring me here. I was... six? Seven?"
Her disappointment was palpable. “So you already know how to ride?"
“Ride?" He turned to her, delight dawning on his face. “Is that why we're here?"
She nodded. “Horseback riding. I thought..."
“I've never been horseback riding," he said, enthused with the idea. “My mother used to bring me here to see the horses, but we never did any riding. I wanted to, but she thought I was too young. I think she planned on signing me up for lessons, eventually, but..." His smile faded. “Well, it didn't happe
