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across the field. Ben pushed Trixie, chasing after her.
Though Ben tried to catch her, Gunny was faster and she was a better rider. When they reached the edge of the field, she eased Gunny down to a walk.
“I’d like to start over,” Ben said. Their dynamic as it were, was awkward. He’d been wanting to say that since their last lesson.
“Start over?” Aubrey played with her windblown hair.
“As in, wipe the slate clean of everything before Tiffy’s first lesson. Forget it, like didn’t happen.”
“My driving record and burned down bakery are evidence to the contrary.”
“You are the type who holds a grudge, huh.” She is going to be impossible.
“To change to a less playful topic.” She walked Gunny toward the barn, Trixie followed without Ben’s order. “She wants to enter a competition, but you guys haven’t told me when you’d like her to. Has the doctor given any sort of, um, timeline?”
Ben’s playfulness evaporated instantly.
“Within the year.”
“What are her symptoms?”
“Dizziness, blurred vision, nausea, headaches.”
“You’d never know she was sick.”
“She hides a lot of it. She’s a tough kid. Too tough I think sometimes.”
“She’s a good kid.”
“She’s an amazing girl.” Ben looked straight ahead.
“There is a competition in six weeks. I think that’s when we should enter her.”
“Okay.” Ben didn’t want to discuss Tiffy’s illness. It brought out too many emotions he didn’t want to discuss. He cleared his throat. “Back to what I was originally saying, can we start over?”
Toad looked at him apprehensively.
“My name is Ben Anderson. Yours is?”
“Aubrey Devlin.”
“I’d shake your hand, but I don’t want to fall off the horse. Instead I’ll say it’s a pleasure to meet you, Aubrey,” Ben said very chivalrously.
Aubrey. That does have a better ring than Toad. Aubrey.
She laughed. “Aren’t you quite a gentleman.”
“Once you get to know me, you’ll see that I am.”
“If I get to know you,” Aubrey corrected.
“Fresh start,” Ben reminded.
“Right.” Aubrey wasn’t as convinced as Ben.
*****
Aubrey sipped on a glass of red wine. Ben. His name is Ben, no t Asshole. That adjustment would take a while to get used to. At the very least from their situation, she wouldn’t have to worry about traffic tickets from him any longer. Next time she saw him parked on the side of the road she might be tempted to hammer down and flip him off as she whizzed by. She laughed to herself.
“Ba-enh. Bay-en-ha.” She playfully enunciated his name. “Arshole.” That one rolled off her tongue so much better. Pushing her thoughts of Ben’s odd behavior aside, she studied the plans she’d drawn up on the computer. The thoughts of rebuilding instantly gave her a headache with all the work it would be. She needed more wine.
CHAPTER TEN
Aubrey squeezed time in for Tiffy to have two lessons a week minimum. Three weeks had passed. Three more to go to until the horse show.
“Aubrey, can we go for a ride outside the ring?”
“Do you want to work on your cantering?”
“I want to talk wid you.” Wid. Tiffy had some funny ways of pronouncing words.
“Sure.”
“Uncle Ben, we’re going to take the horses out to the field.” Tiffy yelled over to him. Ben gave her a thumbs up and walked toward his truck.
“I wanted to talk at you.”
“Talk at me about what?” Aubrey loved her phrases. Talk at, not with.
“You’re like my best friend.”
Aubrey’s heart dropped. “Tiffy, you’re such a sweet girl. You’re one of my besties too.”
“You don’t treat me like they all do. Mom, Dad, Uncle Ben, all of my family.”
“What do you mean?” Aubrey stopped Gunny and Trixie followed suit.
“They don’t think I know what’s going
Though Ben tried to catch her, Gunny was faster and she was a better rider. When they reached the edge of the field, she eased Gunny down to a walk.
“I’d like to start over,” Ben said. Their dynamic as it were, was awkward. He’d been wanting to say that since their last lesson.
“Start over?” Aubrey played with her windblown hair.
“As in, wipe the slate clean of everything before Tiffy’s first lesson. Forget it, like didn’t happen.”
“My driving record and burned down bakery are evidence to the contrary.”
“You are the type who holds a grudge, huh.” She is going to be impossible.
“To change to a less playful topic.” She walked Gunny toward the barn, Trixie followed without Ben’s order. “She wants to enter a competition, but you guys haven’t told me when you’d like her to. Has the doctor given any sort of, um, timeline?”
Ben’s playfulness evaporated instantly.
“Within the year.”
“What are her symptoms?”
“Dizziness, blurred vision, nausea, headaches.”
“You’d never know she was sick.”
“She hides a lot of it. She’s a tough kid. Too tough I think sometimes.”
“She’s a good kid.”
“She’s an amazing girl.” Ben looked straight ahead.
“There is a competition in six weeks. I think that’s when we should enter her.”
“Okay.” Ben didn’t want to discuss Tiffy’s illness. It brought out too many emotions he didn’t want to discuss. He cleared his throat. “Back to what I was originally saying, can we start over?”
Toad looked at him apprehensively.
“My name is Ben Anderson. Yours is?”
“Aubrey Devlin.”
“I’d shake your hand, but I don’t want to fall off the horse. Instead I’ll say it’s a pleasure to meet you, Aubrey,” Ben said very chivalrously.
Aubrey. That does have a better ring than Toad. Aubrey.
She laughed. “Aren’t you quite a gentleman.”
“Once you get to know me, you’ll see that I am.”
“If I get to know you,” Aubrey corrected.
“Fresh start,” Ben reminded.
“Right.” Aubrey wasn’t as convinced as Ben.
*****
Aubrey sipped on a glass of red wine. Ben. His name is Ben, no t Asshole. That adjustment would take a while to get used to. At the very least from their situation, she wouldn’t have to worry about traffic tickets from him any longer. Next time she saw him parked on the side of the road she might be tempted to hammer down and flip him off as she whizzed by. She laughed to herself.
“Ba-enh. Bay-en-ha.” She playfully enunciated his name. “Arshole.” That one rolled off her tongue so much better. Pushing her thoughts of Ben’s odd behavior aside, she studied the plans she’d drawn up on the computer. The thoughts of rebuilding instantly gave her a headache with all the work it would be. She needed more wine.
CHAPTER TEN
Aubrey squeezed time in for Tiffy to have two lessons a week minimum. Three weeks had passed. Three more to go to until the horse show.
“Aubrey, can we go for a ride outside the ring?”
“Do you want to work on your cantering?”
“I want to talk wid you.” Wid. Tiffy had some funny ways of pronouncing words.
“Sure.”
“Uncle Ben, we’re going to take the horses out to the field.” Tiffy yelled over to him. Ben gave her a thumbs up and walked toward his truck.
“I wanted to talk at you.”
“Talk at me about what?” Aubrey loved her phrases. Talk at, not with.
“You’re like my best friend.”
Aubrey’s heart dropped. “Tiffy, you’re such a sweet girl. You’re one of my besties too.”
“You don’t treat me like they all do. Mom, Dad, Uncle Ben, all of my family.”
“What do you mean?” Aubrey stopped Gunny and Trixie followed suit.
“They don’t think I know what’s going
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