Chase rode off leaving Brenda with a confused look. I know him? Hmmm something tells me that this is going to be hounding me all day thought Brenda. After checking the mustang over, Brenda let him loose in the grazing pastures where the other horses were. “You had me scared boss,” said Don. Turning around, she saw the look of relief mixed with concern in her friend’s eyes.
“I’m fine Don and I know you were, but no worries I ain’t gonna be doing that again anytime soon.” Don nodded, “What’s on your mind?” Brenda laughed as she and Don headed over to the stables. “I can’t get nothing passed you huh,” said Brenda. Don smiled and simply replied with a simple no. “Well the guy that yall were with told me that he and I go way back. The funny thing is I know he’s right.”
“Maybe you ran into him in an auction or one of those charity events,” replied Don. Brenda shrugged and decided to go into town for more feed. Maybe if she kept herself busy the stranger wouldn’t occupy her mind so much. Chase had finished mucking out the stall and was making a plaque. He had decided to call his horse King. It only made sense seeing as he belonged to Brenda Kingston first. After the chores were done, he decided to head into town for lunch.