"That bad, huh?" Lucy said, swinging down from the saddle and giving each leg a much needed stretch before walking Dee in the direction of Owen and Belle.
"She's a great ride and calm as ever, but boy does that trot try to launch you like a projectile," Owen laughed.
"Agreed," Belle replied, "Cassie is a tough no-stirrup ride, but you did a great job with her."
Cassie—a stocky, palomino pony—was actually a horse that Lucy had never ridden in lessons before. But she had worked with the mare many times during her shift at the barn.
"Well, I second the fact that you did a great job with her," Lucy said, "But now I'm off to untack Dee and take a nice, well-deserved rest."
And indeed, Lucy had every intention of doing just that. Hurrying to Dee's stall and trying to ignore the burn that sh
