Bucked Box Set: a Bull Rider Western Romance
“I spent a lot of spare time chatting with Grandma and watching Jackson show me all the new things he was learning from Noah. When I wasn’t doing that, Sara and I were out with the horses, now that I was able to face being around them. It wasn’t until Thursday that things were anything but uneventful. We were in the stables, her with a brush in her hand to groom the horses when she tried to get me to ride again.
“Y’know, Lace, you’ve been here almost a week and you still haven’t gotten on the back of a horse.”
“Yeah, I know,” I said, still petting Greg (named after my grandpa) and avoiding her stare.
“Why is that? Your mom used to always gush that you’re a natural with horses.”
“I am,” I admitted.
“I love them.”
“Then why are you avoiding getting on one?”
I guessed it was time to come clean. “I’ve only ever been riding with Mom. It feels wrong without her.”
“Oh, honey,” she said sympathetically. “I didn’t know that was your reasoning. Here I was, thinking you just had something against... my babies.”MoreLess
“Y’know, Lace, you’ve been here almost a week and you still haven’t gotten on the back of a horse.”
“Yeah, I know,” I said, still petting Greg (named after my grandpa) and avoiding her stare.
“Why is that? Your mom used to always gush that you’re a natural with horses.”
“I am,” I admitted.
“I love them.”
“Then why are you avoiding getting on one?”
I guessed it was time to come clean. “I’ve only ever been riding with Mom. It feels wrong without her.”
“Oh, honey,” she said sympathetically. “I didn’t know that was your reasoning. Here I was, thinking you just had something against... my babies.”MoreLess
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