Abby
“Poster Girl?” Casey asked curiously. It wasn’t anything naked or dirty. It was a poster of me when I used to be a jockey.
“Where did you get this?” I asked taking the magazine from Duan.
“It’s an old sports magazine.” Casey took the magazine from me and looked at the middle of the magazine where I was.
“So, are you still a jockey?” Casey asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Unfortunately no.” I answered sadly.
“Why? What happened?” Duan asked.
“My horse trampled over me.” I wanted to laugh at their shock expressions. “How de f**k did that happen?” Casey asked.
“My biggest competition bumped into me, making my horse freak out. And when we got pushed into the barrier, my horse freaked out completely and threw me off. I got injured badly and my father made the decision that I won’t e
