One year later:
One year later:Robin’s skin itched where it peeled. She couldn’t believe she’d gotten sunburned last week during her shoeing class at Sugar and Spice. But she’d been so rushed to get out of the house that morning, she’d forgotten her cowgirl hat—and she’d been paying the price ever since.
As she headed toward the familiar ranch for her weekly class, she daydreamed about the new swing Shane and Levi were installing that afternoon. She could sit there in the shade, a glass of sweet tea in her hand, and unwind after a long day of wrestling with horses and putting on a good show for the campers.
Out of her three jobs, she loved her classes at Sugar and Spice the most. Sometimes the camps were just girls, and sometimes they had mixed camps with mothers and daughters. No matte
