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Post by serena on Sept 29, 2007 22:12:00 GMT -3
Roxie woke from her sleep when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and saw a very unhappy bus driver looking down at her.
Last stop, time to get off.
She had been traveling the town bus all day hopeing to get away from the cold windy weather but all to soon it was time to leave. she grabbed her back pack and headed for the door. She stepped out into the darkness and found herself on the very edge of town. she looked around but there was only the empty parking lots of factories. Farther down the road she saw a light coming from a house, she decided to give it a shot maybe she could stay there. She new she was crazy for even asking someone but she really didn't have a choice, there was no where for a 20 year old unemployed bum to go to. Well she wasn't really a bum but she was pretty close. she walked until she found herself starring up at a sign
Twin Pine Hills
As she read the description she herd the low rumble of thunder, she looked up and then back at the sign, it was a stable, maybe they needed a stable hand. What was she thinking!? This was insane! She couldn't go up to someones house at night and ask for a job. she was about to turn around when a big fat rain drop hit her in the face and there was another rumble of thunder except this time much louder then it was pouring and she was getting drenched. Without thinking she ran up the drive way and onto the porch. completely saturated in water and dripping everywhere she knocked on the door and held her breath.
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Post by C.oal on Sept 30, 2007 18:41:38 GMT -3
Turning the volume down on the television as he heard the thunder starting, his mood softened a bit as the rain started drumming on the roof above him. Hearing a loud knock on the door, his brow furrowed a bit as he sat up and got off the couch.Walking softly to the door, he peeked through the window and his eyes widened at what he saw.Sighing, he opened the door and inspected his visitor.rubbing the ba if his sun tanned neck, his orbs were immediately drawn to hers.Bright and blue, best in show he would say.Smiling warmly to her, dropping his aggresive demeanor, he said,
Hello, I`m Kaleb Harrison, I own Twin Pine evidently.And either your here for a job or just asking for directions, and I`m thinking the first one.Here come on in, I`ll get you some more clothes.
Letting her in and closing the door, his kind whirled as he walked to the dryer.He would let her stay here for a while but then waht?What would happen?
Shaking his head, he grabbed some sweatpants and a t-shirt and walked back to her with a towel also.Pointing to the hall to the right, he said slowly,
Bathrooms the first door to the left and then we`ll talk to you about the farm. |
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Post by serena on Oct 1, 2007 19:22:20 GMT -3
He opened the door and she looked up at him. she was so nervous she knew she was crazy.Water was dripping from her hair and down her face she new her mascara was probably running but oh well. When he invited her in she almost died, he was being so nice. Her mouth just kind of hung open as he gave her the clothes. Then she realized she probably seemed rude just standing there.
Umm.....thanks...I'll be right back.
She hurried off down the hall she slipped on the pants and sweater and came back out.
I'm really sorry to barge in like this i don't know what i was thinking. I'm looking for a job and maybe a place to stay. I'm really sorry about this!
She didn't even know what to say, he probably thought she was mental.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 4, 2007 23:27:46 GMT -3
Seeing her makeup running as she hurried to the bathroom, the thought of letting a complete stranger in his house finally hit him.His brow furrowing into lightning lines above his fiery eyes, he peeked through the blinds to look outside.He snatched backl as the bathroom door opened and as the thunder struck louder than before and the drops began pounding the roof with more force than really necassary.It was almost as if they told him to make her stay.Shakinf his head a bit, he smiled softly at her and motioned her into the small kitchen.Opening the refrigorator, he grabbed the tea jug and poured her a small glass.Sliding it to her, her said slowly,
Whats your name and how good with horses are you? |
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Post by serena on Oct 5, 2007 17:35:53 GMT -3
When it thundered again so jumped slightly then looked out the window. She hated thunderstorms. she walked into the kitchen and took a sip from the cup he gave her. She looked up at him and brushed a went piece of blonde hair behind her ear.
I'm Roxie Madison, I've been riding since i was 6. I spent most of my time at the farm near my house when i wasnt....somewhere else..... i ride English but I'm sure i could catch on to western quickly, i know the basics. I've helped back horses and i know how to take care of them.
She looked at his face searching for a clue to what he might be thinking. But his expression was unreadable. she looked down at her cup.
You don't have to give me a job, I just need a place to stay for the night,i can be gone by morning if you want.
She wasn't usually shy but she didn't really know what to do in this situation. If he did send her away then where would she go? she couldn't go back home, she didn't want her mom thinking she wasn't capable of taking care of herself. She couldn't go to her friends houses if they still were her friends, she couldn't face them, and she wouldn't call the people she hung out with in London her friends.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 8, 2007 16:05:50 GMT -3
Relaxing his facial muscles a good bit, he was realeaved to see somene who might actually have some horse sense.Taking a sip of his drink, he watche dher over the frame of the cup.She was a light build, she could do excersising also and still be light and springy.Thinking about Sweep, he looked at her and said,
What do you know about race horses?
He needed to know what she had strength and knowing and what she lacked.Sensing tha rain slackening, he looked outside and went to the door motioning for her to follow.Grabbing the black umbrelle, he opened the door to the porch and closed it, straining it over their heads as he said,
Have you ever heard of the black TB stallion Sweep Away? |
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Post by serena on Oct 8, 2007 17:59:18 GMT -3
She followed him, thinking about his question. she looked up at the sky it definitely wasn't raining as hard as before. she looked up at him thinking of a good answer.
My coach took me to see a race once, i liked it a lot!!! I've re-trained off the track thoroughbreds for riding, they make wonderful eventers.
She thought for a minute about his second question. the named sounded familiar but she couldn't figure out how.
Yes i think i have heard of him. i know i have heard the name before.
Maybe he was at the race she went to, she wasn't going to say anything because she didn't know for sure, and she wasn't about to tell him something that might not be true.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 8, 2007 18:20:43 GMT -3
Smiling at the thought when he was younger and he went ot the first horse race.No it wasn`t on the wonderful racers, but old farm horses, and barrel horses just for fun with a couple of teenagers and adults.he was sat on a ex-barrel racer.A swayback of a mare, but sweet as she can be little did he no.When the gun went off, that mare shot like grease lighting and held her own until the homestretch where she came in second.He felt the adreneline and the rush and wanted ot be a trainer and a jockey, and then he got Sweep Away.
Smiling at her as he opened the barn door, he swept his arm across to the larger box stall in the back and said,
Is that him? |
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Post by serena on Oct 8, 2007 20:42:23 GMT -3
the barn doors opened and the familiar sweat smell of horses washed over her. she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was good to be back in a barn. She so badly wanted to ride at that moment she had to hold herself back. Her mom had signed her up for lessons after moving to London in the hopes of getting her to make friends. even though she was only five when she moved away from her dad she took it hard and after a year of mopeing around her mom had had enough. Riding had helped her alot and her love for horses grew from there. when she was 17 and completely out of control horses kept her tied to reality somehow. she opened her eyes again and looked at the stall he had motioned to. Inside was a big black stallion. His soft eyes looked at them with interest. she walked down the isle and looked in the stall. He was gorgeous. His big black body was sleek and shiny. He gave a little nicker and she opened the stall door stepping inside. she probably wasn't supposed to go in the stall but she had always been drawn to horses. no matter how violent they were, but he didn't seem violent at all. He stretched out his head and snorted, sniffing her outstretched hand. she stroked the side of his head and looked into his eyes. they seemed so innocent, so kind. He was defiantly one of the nicer stallions she had met. She kept stroking his head and whispered,
I don't know, but maybe i have seen him before I'm just not sure where.
She turned and faced him.
But he's gorgeous, if I've seen him before or not.
She turned back to the stallion and ran her hand along his neck. He was defiantly in racing condition. His coat has so black and soft, groomed to perfection. everything about him was sort of over whelming. she just kept stroking him and got sucked into her own world, this always happened when she was with horses she was sucked into another world where she seemed to understand what they were thinking.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 8, 2007 21:13:43 GMT -3
He laughed softly as she stepped into the stall, but he wasn`t worried.Still chuckling silently, he folded up the umbrella and shook it gently to relieve it of the aqua drops, sighing peacefully.Clearing his throat, he grabbed a soft brush from the bag hanging next to his stall and entered the stall with her.Running a finger down the stallions neck, he watched as the stag curved hsi boa to nuzzle him.Patting his neck again, he went to removing some of the dust that had settled on him saying to her,
His name is Sweep Away, he`s two years old, a TB of course, and now your charge with feeding, grooming, and excersising.I pay $250 a week and the guest bedroom is yours.He seems to like you, there are treats on the bag i got the brush from.[/b ] |
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Post by serena on Oct 8, 2007 21:42:49 GMT -3
she looked at him and thought for a moment. sure feeding him and grooming him would be all right but she didn't know about exercising him. Could she exercise a thoroughbred? It couldn't be to complicated she would be fine.
Okay. thank-you!
She said with a smile reaching out of the stall for some treats and a hoof pick. she fed him the treats and then bent over running her hand down his leg, he lifted easily, obviously he had been well trained.
so do you have other horses? i didn't really look in the other stalls.
She had just gone to his stall and been totally oblivious to what was happening around her. this was kind of a stupid question considering this was a horse farm.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 9, 2007 22:30:42 GMT -3
Seeing her hesitation, he chuckled slightly and said once again,
I`ll give you lessons alright.He can be stubborn sometimes going into the gate.
Stroking him once again, he nodded ot her that she could stay in the banr if she wanted and went into the tack room where the feed was.Scooping a quarter of a scoop intoo the bucket, he grabbed a simple d-snaffle bit and headstall and carried it to the stallion.Slipping the bridle over his cranial he explained to her why,
He eats so fast and doesn`t gain any weight from it, the bit slows ihm down and makes him chew, so whenn you feed put this on.
Hearing her question, he said thoughtful,
No, but my sister, is sending a Welsh Pony crossed with Quarter Horse here for me.So there will be a gelding in here in a couple of days then. |
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Post by serena on Oct 10, 2007 17:25:27 GMT -3
She felt releaved to hear his answer, she knew she could catch on fast and soon exercising a race horse wouldnt be as different then riding any other way. she swaped the hoofpick for a brush and swept it over his body. when he came back with the bridle she watched with interst. that was a really smart idea. she laughed and patted him on the shoulder. Hearing about the pony made her even happier, ponys were always fun to have around.
Is the gelding trained?
Maybe she could ride him, but she didnt want to push her luck to much. Now she at least had a job and a place to stay for a while. she relaxed a little and consentrated on the strokes of the brush. she whispered to him quitly telling him he was a good boy and how handsom he was, not that he didnt hear enough of that already.
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Post by C.oal on Oct 10, 2007 19:12:41 GMT -3
He left the stall and grabbed a pitchfork, coming bakc he heard her question barely.Starting a bit as Sweep bounced his muzzle on his shoulder, he patted the stallion adsentmindly and said,
Yes, he is actually, for jumping and some Dressage I think.
He looked at her thoughtfully.Maybe if she could work hard she could ge ther own horse, he thoguht.He had almost asked that in the beginning but thought better of it.Sighing, he turned again and said quietly,
Maybe if you bond good enough you can keep him. |
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Post by serena on Oct 10, 2007 19:22:20 GMT -3
She looked at him in surprise, keep him she couldn't do that! she could barley afford herself let alone a horse. It would be nice having her own horse, but she new she wasn't responsible enough. She had to learn to take care of herself first.
I don't think i could ever do that. unless i could buy him myself.
She stood in the stall and shifted her weight restlessly.
Ummm... i know i have asked a lot from you already, but do you think i could use your phone when we go back up to the house?
She looked at him nervously fiddling the brush in her hands. there had been something else she had been meaning to do, that had been on her mind the whole time she had been there. Something she really didn't want to do but new that it would be the responsible thing, she needed to call her mother.
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