Jeannette's POV
The next morning at the ranch,I decided to go for a horse ride. I missed that a lot. That was the one of the joys of my growing up years at the ranch.
Having to tend to the horses with my dad,bake with Almera and have horse races with her, during weekends.
My life was never a boring one. But college happened and I had to move miles away from the ranch.
Landed myself a juicy job,far from home,after school and somehow,the ranch became a distant memory.
After a jolly ride,I climbed down from Elsa. She was a beauty,with long white mane and her entire body was brown.
Elsa was the oldest horse in the ranch. Dad got her when I was in seventh grade. I personally tended her every morning and took her riding in the evenings.
"Good girl",I said softly, as I brushed her mane.
