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Post by Buri[Hayley] on Jan 30, 2006 14:43:02 GMT -5
Jessica lay on her bed, looking at a picture, it showed a tall dark brown haired woman laughing, one arm around her daughter, her other arm holding on the leadrope of a palomino quarter horse mare, who was nuzzerling the womans cheek. Jessica swiped away a tear. A year ago today, her mother had been killed in a driving accident. The stables, horses everything had to be sold. And Jessica? She had moved to here. The palomino had been her ranch horse. She placed the picture on her bedside table, not wanting to be alone.
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