Chapter 49

When I walked into the office, Andy looked up and smiled at me. That smile with those wonderful blue eyes always did things to me nothing else in the world could.

“Come with me.” Andy took my hand and led me out into the barn, which was now deserted. As we walked down the aisle toward the big, sliding back door he draped his arm over my shoulders and I put my arm around his waist. We ambled past the stalls with the horses munching quietly on their evening hay. When we passed Snazzy, he raised his head and nickered, asking for attention, so we stopped to pat his nose. I straightened the championship cooler that hung on the rack attached to his door. It read:

Mr. Snazzy Showtime

Year’s End

Western Pleasure ChampionSpurs and Saddles Horse Show Circuit

When we came out the back door, Andy stopped me and pointed up into the sky. The moon had risen and turned luminous silver, bathing all the paddocks, ponies and trees with a soft, magical light.