I can’t stop smiling at my sister as we slowly walk around the fenced paddock of the stables, Heathcliff happily walking alongside us, my hand loosely holding the lead to his halter. Janeen, unfortunately, is less happy about the company than Heathcliff is.
“Are you sure he’s not going to like, rear or something?” She asks, looking at my horse from the side of her eye. “Or kick me?”
I laugh at my sister. “Seriously, Janeen, calm down – he’s a big softie! And he needs his exercise.”
Janeen narrows her eyes at him as Heathcliff looks at her curiously. When he reaches his nose curiously out towards her she flinches back, making me laugh more.
“So, he just…bought you a horse?” Janeen asks. “No questions asked?”
I shrug. “Money is…different, in these circles. They have so damn much of it
