Horse Cr**
It was Monday afternoon. It was freezing. The cold North wind was howling through the barn. Of course it was. Because it’s Monday afternoon, and that’s when Izzy has riding lessons. And for some reason it has to be blazing hot or freezing cold. Because that’s just how it always is. I was huddled in a corner of the barn trying to scribble out a check for the payment box—which […]