((Sorry it took to so long! So far I think the chapters are going to be separated by days, it just makes it easier for times when I don't have alot of time to write. *cough, lazy, cough*))
‘Brrring’ My alarm clock went off. First day at my new job. Today Auntie said she would just be showing me how to do everything, so it shouldn’t be too stressful. I slowly sat up. I could hear footsteps from downstairs already. I slumped out of my room and down the hall. I would never be a morning person.
I quickly showered and dressed in some jeans and a tee shirt. I dried my hair, applied some make-up, and opened the door. Bree was leaning against the wall.
“Man, you take along time!” She said walking into the bathroom. I looked at my watch, it had only been an hour! She peeked into the bathroom. I had already made myself at home and littered the room with my beauty products.
“City girl.” She chuckled and closed the door before I could apologize. I head downstairs and poured myself some cereal. I didn’t know where Auntie was, and ate in silence. I wasn’t used to this quietness. Normally Dad would be talking on the phone with his business partners and Mom on her cell talking to her assistant. Only a half hour later Bree bounded down the stairs.
“You ready to go?” She grabbed an energy bar from the counter and an apple.
“Yes, um, I didn’t brush my teeth yet.” I replied. I thought I had at least another half hour to get ready, guess not.
“No time to. Besides, the horses won’t care!” She laughed and pulled me out the front door. What about Auntie? We walked down to the truck. Bree got in the driver’s seat.
“You got your permit?” I said surprised. In the city I just took buses. There was no need for me to get a permit or a license.
Bree laughed at me. “Ya I have been steering this thing since I was twelve!” I grabbed onto the side of the door, already nervous. We pulled out onto the empty road. We drove further away from civilization and deeper into the trees. A couple minutes later she pulled the unscathed truck into a large pebble parking lot. Surrounding it where large stables and acres of pastures. Behind the large stable I could see a ring with sand and jumps in it.
As I got out of the car I was bombarded with the smell of hay and horse. I chucked my converse in the truck and put the rubber boots on. The weather was brisk today, so I put on my purple vest too.
“Mom will be in the office by now,” Bree told me and directed me into the stables. Immediately to our right was a door labeled ‘Your Boss’. We entered and inside was Auntie, already busy with work.
“Welcome to Dancing Willow Stables Carrie!” She shook my hand like it was the first time. “Let’s give you the grand tour first, so you don’t get lost and can make yourself useful.” Bree already knew this place like the hair on her head so she stayed behind.
Auntie showed all me all twenty stalls on the left, and twenty stalls on the right. She showed me some sort of ‘tack’ room I think it was called, the wash stall, where all the brush equipment was, the storage room, and the office. Attached to the stables was an indoor arena already being used by boarders. Next we walked out of the stables, and into one of the outdoor sand riding rings.
“This is where the magic happens,” She said with a broad smile. “I teach the lessons here, both hunter/jumper and western disciplines. I would teach dressage, I am qualified, but there was not enough interest so that was shut down.” I had no idea what she was saying, but remembered it in case I could figure it out later.
Next she pointed out the ten acres of pasture, and a smaller field she called a paddock. She lead us back to the other side of the barn, where large red fences enclosed a crazy horse in a small circle. The horse inside was jumping and kicking like mad. As we walked towards it Auntie explained this was where they broke the horse in.
I didn’t understand that either until she said, “Or where we tame them.” I watched the horse, in awe almost. It looked like a pure fighting spirit. Auntie kept walking though, so I followed. We got back to her office and picked up Bree. Now we would go over some of our work. Bree probably knew all this too, and went along just for refreshers.
For the next few hours she taught me about horse’s behavior. I learned what to do and what not to do around the large creatures. Then, all about how to groom them. That took quite a while. We were really thorough. Later, I learned how to muck out a stall, then bed it down again. It was hard and smelly work. We had a lunch break at noon, and she heated up some pizza in a microwave for me. Auntie turned out to be a really good teacher, and everything stuck pretty well. I felt smart for picking it all up. Next, I learned how to put on and take off a halter and lead rope. One of the other many stablehands, Marcus, who was twenty-four, showed me how to lead the horses around the stables and some common etiquette. Of course I excelled at etiquette, that was all my mother talked to me about. Finally, Bree showed me how to tack and untack a horse. I would definitely need help for a while, but I got the basics.
After all that the day was finally over. Bree and I sat in the viewing room for the indoor ring and watched the riders.
“So, what your favorite color?” She asked. I guess she did want to get to know me a little better too.
“Purple,” I said. I asked her the same question back. When she replied ‘Lili Lilac’ I told her that was my room’s paint color. We launched into conversation about color. I liked it for room design, and she liked painting for her art. I was excited to see some of her work at home. Time passed quickly as we shared opinions and ideas. Auntie waked into the room.
“There you girls are! I saw the truck out there but I couldn’t find you!” She pointed towards the clock. “Time to go ladies.” She herded us out of the door and into the truck.
“How did you get here without a car?” I asked Auntie, the thought had just struck me as Bree and I sat in the back of the truck.
“I jog in the mornings and get ready for the day here.” She said through the little window. I looked at Bree surprised. She just smiled and nodded her head. As we pulled out of Dancing Willow Stables I could finally relax.
“I have never sat in the back of a truck before. . .is it safe, like, to not be in seat with a seatbelt?” I grabbed onto the side for support.
Bree watched me curiously as I tried to make myself comfortable. “Yea, it’s a slow road, and it’s only a few minutes drive.” She laughed. “You are really missing out on some staple life experiences!” I watched the scenery fly by. A city just had different experiences, that’s all. When we got to Bree’s house I immediately ran to the bathroom and showered. I put my pajamas on and head downstairs for dinner. By now it was late and I was starved.
Auntie and Bree were gazing proudly at their chicken dinner, when they noticed me walk in. Bree laughed at once, and Auntie smiled widely and gestured towards my outfit.
“Your already dressed to sleep, hun?” I laughed sarcastically back at them and joined them at the dinner table. I just did not want to waste clothing! We said our prayers, and began to scarf down our meals. The food tasted absolutely heavenly going down my throat. I have not had a good chicken and mashed potato meal in forever. When we all finished Auntie passed around some salad. Afterwords, we all washed our dishes and retired to our rooms.
As I laid in bed I gave a large sigh. Finally some rest. So far my visit had been pretty good. I was making a friend out of Bree, and the work was not boring like I originally thought. Before I could even turn my head I fell asleep.