THE CALLISON STABLES
I really don't know about this." Grace
eyed the horse with trepidation. "W-what if I get thrown off?"
"Just calm down. It's not going to be that
bad." Trevor allowed himself a slight laugh as he watched her
clumsily attempt to mount the horse.
After a few failed attempts she stood with her arms folded
defiantly across her chest. "This isn't going to work!"
"C'mon, let me help you." He walked over to her
and knelt down to make a step with his folded hands. With one swift
movement, he hoisted Grace into the air. However, just as she came to the
top of the horse, she awkwardly jabbed her knee into its side. The impact
startled the horse and he began to jerk.
"Oh my God!" Grace screamed as she fell backward
and into Trevor's arms. Her body shook slightly in shock and she looked up
into his eyes. She swallowed hard as she found herself caught up in
Trevor's gaze. Oh, why do his eyes do
that to me? she asked herself as she finally found the strength to will
herself to look away. "W-why did you have to bring me here?"
"Well, honestly, I thought it might do you some good to get
away from the city. What with
Dane's wedding and all..."
"I don't know what I ever saw in him." Grace
looked down at the ground and thought about how foolish she'd felt when she
realized exactly what a cad Dane truly was. She looked back up at the
horse and frowned. "I don't think I'm getting on that horse."
"Okay, okay," Trevor smiled. "Maybe Trouble
isn't the horse you need to ride your first time out. Why don't you give
Triumph a shot. She's much more docile." He slowly led Grace
over to the other horse as she looked at it apprehensively. "These
stables aren't really used much anymore except by me and some other people
Father rents lodging space to."
"Well, it all has to do with my Uncle Landon and what
Grace looked at him inquisitively.
"He died here, Grace."