Andrea The Singer

"Okay, Sir. I thank you for being able to realize my son's wishes," said William.

"Okay, I'll go first, William," Evans said as he rose from his chair.

"You don't want to look at the stables first. There are some horses that I have prepared for you, sir," said William.

Evans glanced at his watch. It's five in the afternoon. That means he has to get home soon because he hasn't eaten at home for the past few days.

"Just an hour," Evans said.

"Yes, Sir."

***

Evans was seen stroking the horse so skillfully. He was like a knight who was already well-versed in caring for horses.

"How old is she?" asked Evans.

"Ten months, Sir. She is very healthy and lively," William said.

"Male?"

"Yes, sir," replied Willam.

"How much do you offer?" asked Evans.

"No, Sir. If you want, you can take it. I'll send it to DC tomorrow," William said reluctantly.