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Chapter Three
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Chapter Three



It was two days after the Arabian stallion came to the stables. Jack decided it would be best if he began the process of taming the dangerous horse. The beast snorted, neighed and galloped around the pasture, all in an attempt to escape from his adversary, his nemesis. A human named Jack Silver that only wants to help him.


“I heard that it took Jack like, 3 hours to get the tack on him.” The dark skinned, dark haired beautiful young woman said. “3 hours? Jesus!” The blonde haired woman said. The strawberry-blonde haired girl just watched. Their names are Jennifer, Karilla, and Marissa. Everybody calls them “the sisters” because they’re so close to each other, like sisters. They’ve been riding at the stables since they were in High School. They’re attending college with the exception of Karilla who just graduated a month ago.


“He’s one of the most beautiful horses I have ever seen.....why the hell would abuse him like that?!” Karilla shouted in accusation to the unknown former owner of the stallion as the wild horse galloped wildly around Jack who is trying his absolute hardest to calm him down. “I don’t know, Karilla...” Jennifer told her in a comforting tone. Karilla thinks to herself “That stallion is acting the same way Raven did before Jack broke her. Now she is the most loyal, friendly and trusting horse I have ever ridden.”


“Julian is getting his cast removed today. That’s why he’s not here.” Jennifer was talking about the young stablehand that broke his wrist when the stallion attacked him. “Oh...that’s good” Marissa said sheepishly, trying her hardest not to blush.


“HEY!! EASY!!! EASY THERE, BOY!!!” A booming voiced yelled. Jack had tried to leap on the stallion’s back and ride him, but his plan failed when the horse retaliated and threw him right off his back with a loud thud. A loud groan in pain, akin to a lion’s roar came from Jack.


“Oh my God!! RUN, JACK RUN!!!” Karilla screamed after the horse looked at him with intentions of attacking him after throwing him off his back. He raced out of the paddock and locked the gate.


“Oh my God! Jack are you ok?!” Jennifer asked with utmost concern in her voice. “I think my back is a little bruised, but I’ll live.” Jack replied.



Karilla had walked away in sadness, Jennifer followed her. “Sweetie? Why are you upset?” She asked her best friend. “It’s just....I wish I could help him somehow...He’s such a healthy animal I don’t want him to be euthanized!!” said Karilla. Ever since she was a little girl, Karilla loved horses and she was always closer to them than Jennifer or Marissa. “Karilla...I know that this is going to make me sound like a total heartless bitch, but....something tells me that it would be for the better if he was put to sleep.” Karilla is shocked that her best friend would say such a thing like that. “What?! WHY?!”


“I mean, look! That horse is VICIOUS!!! He almost killed Julian, and now he almost killed Jack! And Jack is one of the best horsemen I have ever seen!” Jennifer said as the horse reared up wildly.


“I’m sorry....but something tells me that the stallion is too far gone to be saved. I know that you were always very close to horses, but I think its best to let go.” Karilla looked at Jennifer with sadness.


She sighed. “I’m going to tack up Raven and go on a short trail ride with her. I won’t be long.” Karilla said as she walked to the stable.


“Hello, girl...you were waiting for me weren’t you?” Karilla said in a sing-song voice as she pet Raven, her 9 year old Andulasian buckskin mare. Just like the Arabian stallion, Raven was just as wild and dangerous. Jack’s horse breaking talents had successfully tamed her. Karilla’s family bought Raven from him but she still stays at the stable with Jack’s other horses. “Come on, girlfriend, lets go for a ride...”


As Karilla rode Raven down the trail, she thought to herself. “God Karilla, you’re 18 years old and still obsessed with horses.

Keep going at this pace and you’ll never have a boyfriend!”

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