7 years later…
Abby
I looked at my reflection in the mirror as I finished up braiding my hair, I looked over at my empty bed diverting my eyes as I grabbed my cowboy hat. I made my way down the stairs where Nanna and my father was already up, eating breakfast. “Morning.” I greeted slipping on my hat. “Don’t you want some breakfast before heading out?” My grandmother offered. “Not hungry,” I answered walking towards the front door and pulling it open.
The morning breeze of Tennessee caressed my face as I walked out of the house, I greeted a few of the workers on my way to the stables. I found Speedy awake, fed and ready to head out. A part of my heart died the day nanna called me and told me that Sandy passed away soon after giving birth to Speedy. At least we still had another mare that
