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âViola? Well you got to let me meet her.â She said smiling softly. She remembered her little sneak outs to go to this place. She loved every horse and still did. âThey do but I was there for college and then got married and moved to New York and couldnât find the time honestly.â She said. Brie didnât know why sheâs telling him her whole story, but something about him looked so understanding.
Noah nodded, listening. âWell this place is a haven of sorts.â He said leading her to Violaâs pen, opening the door so she could see the horse. âIf you do decide you want to come more often Iâm here pretty much all the time, kids donât come here to drink or fuck when Iâm around because I scare them.â He was oddly proud of that.
âI bet it is.â The Brit said as she followed the male to the pen. Viola was a magnificent horse. She was tall and just beautiful. She could see herself riding again just by looking at her. She got closer to pet Viola. âMaybe you can give me some riding lessons, I kinda missed riding horses and honestly donât remember much.â She said. âSeriously? Teenagers come used to come here to do this? Why?â Brie said as she raised her eyebrow.

















