She leaned down close to Malibu's ear and whispered something I couldn't hear. I took the photo and remembered my bedroom with horse wallpaper, posters and figurines. This girl's going to be just like me, I thought. She'd been begging for this moment all summer and so, today we came.
She lovingly brushed her horse before whispering goodbye. She was the last out of the barn. We all enjoyed an afternoon of just us and horses, but it is she who will dream about them tonight.