Why I didn't listen to them? They now better the weather here than me.
“Oh come on, Jerry. Let's stay here for a while” I say to my horse and we go into a barn we found in the middle of nowhere. My uncle and my aunt have lived on a farm in Montana for years. I came to visit them and like a stupid girl from the big city, I wanted to ride even though the weather wasn't promising. Now I will stuck here with my horse until the storm pass
“I'm sorry Jerry,” I say as I clean him from the water with a towel I found here. When he is ready I let him to his place to rest in the back of the barn and I walk to the door that we walk in. When I see a tall man, built like a hulk walk in soaked too from the rain
“God damn! Hnngh...!” he looks angry. He closes the barn door again and takes off his hat.
