Jennifer turned around and saw Randy leading his mount back to the stall. "She's certainly is a pretty one. I'm gonna go for a ride and it looks like I found the perfect horse for it. Has dad given her a name yet?" asked Jennifer. Before Randy could answer her Mr. Larson walked in. "Nope haven't named her yet. In fact I was hoping you would do the honors sweetheart. I had bought her for you in hopes of you returning back home." Randy saw the sparkle in those hazel eyes and found himself being mesmerized by them. He quickly shook his head and got back to brushing the horse he had ridden earlier. Jennifer hugged her father and saddled up the pinto. She told her father that after she returns from her ride she will have a name picked out.
After Jennifer galloped off, Mr. Larson looked back toward Randy and smiled. "I saw that son." Randy exited the stall and went to return the saddle. "Saw what sir? I don't know what you are talking about." Mr. Larson leaned against the door to the tack room. "Oh I think you know what I mean. I saw the way you were looking at my daughter." Randy closed the door and went to get the wheel barrow and a shovel. "I wasn't looking at Jennifer in any way sir." Randy heard Mr. Larson chuckle. "Alright Randy I ain't gonna push, but I know what I saw. I'm gonna go to the house and order us some more feed." After Mr. Larson left, Randy slowly exhaled and shook his head slowly. There's no way Jennifer would be interested in a guy like him. She deserved somebody better thought Randy.
Jennifer galloped over the pasture which soon will be covered in snow. Winter at the ranch was always beautiful. She found herself thinking about Randy again. Randy was the type of guy who needed a woman whose more soft spoken. Someone who was tender hearted. Jennifer didn't want to lose her heart to Randy. In fact she was scared of that happening. There's no way he would ever be interested in someone like her. Jennifer returned from her ride and was putting up the saddle when Randy appeared. "How was your ride Jennifer?" Grabbing a brush, Jennifer headed back toward the pinto. "I enjoyed it very much. It seems that I do my best thinking when I'm horseback riding." Randy agreed and continued to muck out the stalls.