A Trailer Of Horses
Holly's POV Marc came out later dressed in a tank and jeans with his boots ready to do whatever I needed. He helped kids on horses, chatted with parents, and put lessons horses away. The fact was, he was a HUGE help. I was always telling myself I felt like a chicken with my head cut off. Parents and all the other things that constantly called my name. It was nice to hand off something or to see it was being fixed right before my eyes. I was sitting at my desk... No strike that I was draped in the chair like a wet dishrag with my eyes closed and thankful all the kids and horses were done. Also thankful that the trailer of wild-born Rez horses they had rounded up we not here yet. I picked up a bunch this year. Last year I had found a beaten, bloodied, emaciated, and broken gelding on C
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