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man said, “Wow! That was some
magnificent riding!”
“I have never seen a horse run
like that!” another man chimed in.
“Is he a race horse?” a little girl
asked.
I knelt down by her. “I really
don’t know. I’m just the one that
takes care of him.”
“Can I go pet him?” she asked.
“I’m afraid not. He doesn’t seem
to trust most people. You saw how
he reared when people approached
the fence?” She nodded, so I
continued. “He always does that
when someone he doesn’t know
comes near.”
“Who owns him?” the girl’s
father asked.
“The lady I work for,” I
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