I hope this is ok. I was trying to figure out a way to account for Jose's disappearance (prior I was operating on the "abandoned granchild" theory.)
After Eryss had said her goodnights, Grandpa turned a stern look toward his daughter. "So let me get this straight. You're proposing you jump in the saddle, train a greener than green horse how to jump and generally be sane while teaching your daughter to properly ride English and battling that knee of yours?"
Jose smiled. "Yes. That's the plan, my goals didn't change in the time between figuring out whether he was a Western pony or an English one." She earned a disappointed shake of her father's head. Her mother looked at Clark, obviously upset.
"Clark I know what you're thinking. Jose can do it, you know as well as I do she can."
"No honey, I don't know it. She keeps tellin' us that she's going to train this horse but she hasn't proven it to me yet. They've been here the better part'a five months. Her rear hasn't touched any one of my saddles yet. And who's been risking his old bones to train that ****ed horse for his granddaughter? Me. If she wanted a say in what I do with the horse I'm paying for, she should'a been gettin' her rear back on a horse, not spendin' every minute on that phone! And don't you tell me she didn't have the time, 'cause if she didn't have the time then, her first priority's getting back in the saddle at all. Not training Aspen. That's final."
"How is that fair?!" Her mother debated, "she had to be on the phone, to take care of her business in Chicago! She said she's done now! She can handle it honey."
"I know that she was taking care of business. I'm proud'a her for it. That don't change the fact that she ain't been in the saddle in 20 years and she ain't trained a horse in at least the same time. If not more. When she gets more familiarized with the saddle, we can talk."
"No buts. I'm sendin' that horse to Joe." With the last word, Clark kissed his wife on the lips, kissed his daughter on the cheek, and turned toward the bedroom.
Jose's heart sank as she listened to her dad speak. Reasonably, she knew that he was right. She had been keen on helping her Eryss train Aspen, but she had been so caught up in business back in Chicago that the months flew by. She was so preoccupied on the phone that she had all but disappeared from the ranch life that Eryss had been finding for herself and her parents had been helping Eryss understand. Unreasonably, she wanted to prove to her father that she wasn't a ranch invalid. She wanted to train that horse, darn it! Her heart beat heavily, almost deliberately slowing as anger rose in her. She wanted to storm off to her room. Slam a door. Stomp on the floor. Scream. Instead she sighed and looked at her mom.
"Thanks for trying." She said simply, walking forward to hug her. "But I think dad has a point this time..."
"Jose, honey, do you want that horse to go to Joe?"
"No, I don't. But I'm not a sixteen year old anymore. Dad's right, he paid for Aspen and I haven't really trained Aspen this far - I haven't even seen Eryss ride yet, I've been so busy on that stupid phone." She sighed again, fetching the wine. "Want a glass?"
"Absolutely!" Her mother called behind her, taking a seat by the television. "Jose if you want to train that horse, you need to tell me. I can talk to dad for you-"
"No, thank you. I don't want this to be like my gelding. I want dad to want me on his side, and I want to try and be more adult this time." Even as Jose spoke, her heart knocked hard against her chest. Sometimes being mature was hard.
Eryss awoke before her alarm even felt the need to alert her of the time. She stretched, opening her blinds to a welcoming morning sun. She smiled and glanced out the window toward the barn. "Good morning Aspen" she whispered, blowing a kiss in the direction of his stall. Turning away from the window, Eryss felt renewed. She had dreamt of the events that happened yesterday - the resolution to apologize to her mother for being bad, of her first pay check, of remembering that her mother had ridden too - she had dreamt of finally getting to ride Aspen, and of a feeling she had never felt before. Jumping. She couldn't wait to start jumping!
She got dressed, pulling on a bright green shirt and jeans. "I think I'll start with mom today." She told herself aloud, deciding to head downstairs and get some grub. She bumped into her mother at the foot of the stairs instead.
"Morning dear! Wow, you're up early. It's only 5:45! We're going to meet Joe this morning, at eight sharp. But mom and I prepared a huge breakfast, it's not entirely done yet, so you could go visit Aspen if you wanted!" Jose said, forcing a smile. She hoped it looked genuine, but when Eryss' face dropped she let her smile slip as well. "What's wrong?"
"Oh.. nothing... I just, I wanted to learn to ride with you mom." Eryss said shyly, looking down and kicking the floor.
The path is different for you and me, but the journey begins in the heart.
Last edited by NeryLibra; 11-10-2013 at 01:52 PM.