Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Brooklyn

"Good, Brooklyn! Good!" Lucas says, his voice eager and encouraging.

Aden's trainer couldn't come on short notice, so after watching me from the fence, Lucas is putting me through some exercises.

"You hold onto the reins," Lucas says, smirking at me, "like the handlebars on a bike. Like they're going to keep you from falling off."

I tilt my head at him. "Well..." I hesitate. "Aren't they?"

Lucas laughs, looking up at me from his place on the ground next to Heathcliff.

"No," he says gently. "The best riders barely even use the reins. You've got to learn how to communicate from here.

He shocks me, embarrassing me even, when he smacks his thigh.

Lucas doesn't notice my discomfort, instead moving to Heathcliff's head and unbuckling his bridle,

replacing it with a halter-a head harness that has no reins at all.

Then, he attaches a long, long lead rope.

"Well, some of us aren't as invincible as you are," I say. "Nor do we have your experience."

"You don't, but you will," Lucas says with a smile.

I bounce up and down as Heathcliff trots in circles around Lucas, who stands at the center, the end of the long lead in his hand.

I'm scared at first, not having anything to hold onto.

Lucas even makes me put my arms out to the side like a bird, to make me avoid clinging to Heathcliff's mane for safety.

But then, as I get the hang of it, I start to understand what he meant.

I really had been holding on to the reins for dear life.

all about balance and holding on with my thighs and

how the horse is responding, and reacting

he laughs, pleased to see me catching on. "Well done, Brooklyn!" he shouts to me. "Can

not sure if I want to go

hesitation, laughs at me

call me a coward

clench my teeth and screw my courage together, giving Heathcliff a little

the pace into

the balls of my feet and my heels, standing in the stirrups, and feeling a thrill as

could see you now, a voice inside me thinks. And I try and squash

help myself as

down, put your weight

Heathcliff slows to a trot and

as Lucas walks over to us, gathering up the

smiling up at me.

brush the hair out of my face, tucking

at him. "You going to teach me how to rope

Lucas says, coming close to Heathcliff's shoulder and

girl like

raising his eyebrow.

how to barrel

what all

do

BUMS

sees me blush. I'm not used to being told I'm

admit,

looking guy older than me only by a few years,

and, like most of Aden's guys, quite

really think I'm pretty? Or was he

I'm

"Um, can

says, holding up a hand to help me dismount. "Come on, let's let Heathcliff get his

Lucas's hand, swinging my right leg over Heathcliff's

elegant a dismount, I think, then the time Aden had

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