PRESENT DAY
PRESENT DAYMy body hits the dirt with a thud, and the wind is knocked out of me. As soon as I catch my breath, I get back up. I’m shocked I haven’t broken a bone in the years I’ve been training, considering how many times I’ve fallen off. Widowmaker stares at me like I’m crazy as I wobble to my feet.
“Such a cunt,” I say in an overly friendly tone so he doesn’t think I’m scolding him. Right now, we’re learning about each other, and I need to build trust when I’m in the saddle. Or these falls when he gets spooked will keep happening.
I’ve had this black Arabian in my possession since yesterday, and his owner did nothing but praise him. So I got cocky and thought this would be a breeze.
Wrong.
Wrong.The day did not start how I had imagined, and it’s only a quarter past seven
