Austin
Dust clouds billow as multiple sets of taillights cut through the hazy evening air. The rumbling diesel engines announce their arrival before the rusted horse trailers crest the horizon. A whir of activity erupts around me as boots hit the hard-packed earth in a flurry of motion.
Cort strides out from the barn, shoulders squared like a gunslinger ready to draw. "About damn time," he growls, raking calloused fingers through his sweat-damp hair. "Let's get these beauties unloaded 'fore nightfall."
With a metallic groan, the trailer ramps clatter to the ground. Levi and Wrangler come barreling; their sneakers kick up little clouds with every hurried step.
"Austin! Austin!" Levi skids to a stop in front of me, eyes wide as woodstove lids. "You should see my horse. He's the biggest,
