She went over her own gear, helped out wherever an extra pair of hands were needed, and hung out with some of the people she knew from her two years on the circuit. Still there was too much time to think, to argue with herself over her impulsive flight, and to wonder if she’d made the right move or not.
Well, I can’t afford to get my bloomers in a knot over things with a big ride coming up. This one will make it or break it for me. I’m barely in the finals, and a good score will cement my place, but a bad one could cut me out. If I can make the finals and do well, I might think about quitting, at least the bulls. I’d prob’ly have enough then to try something else, maybe even get me a good barrel or ropin’ horse, a truck and trailer.
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