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Today, I’m saying goodbye to Widowmaker since our time together is officially over. His owner, Susan, has been super impressed each time I’ve updated her on Widowmaker's progress. I’m certain that horse will win some competitions in the near future. It’s also a little serendipitous for me to send him home because we bond during our sessions.
He was a good horse—a scaredy-cat but he listened to commands.
As soon as I arrive at work, Mom reminds me that Susan’s on her way.
“Do you need any help?” she asks me just as Dad walks over.
“Don’t ask me. Can’t stand that devil woman.”
Mom playfully slaps him. “She’s a nice lady.”
Dad and I make eye contact, but I refuse to get pulled into this argument. They all know how I feel about her. Honestly, Widowmaker was easier to handle than Susan Henderson.
“Gavin’s gonna grab him when she arrives. We’ve got it,” I tell them.
Twenty minutes later, Mrs. Henderson pulls up with her luxurious horse trailer that has the horse’s photo airbrushed on both sides. A bit obnoxious for my taste, but I’m also not surprised.
“How’s my big boy doin’?” she asks. Her jewelry, belt, and the jewels on her boots rattle with each step she takes.
“He’s great,” I say, just as Gavin leads him over. Somehow he makes her horse look like a pony. “I think you’re gonna be impressed with his progress.”
She smiles wide. “I knew you’d get it done, Kaitlyn. I’m willing to say you’re better at this than your parents.”
I know she means it as a compliment, so I keep my smile planted. “Oh, thank you, but I don’t know about that. My mom is the best around. She taught me everything. Well, and my dad, too.”
“So how much do I owe you?”
I lead her to my office to sign the release and document her final payment.
Without hesitation, she writes a check, signs the paperwork, and then she’s out the door.
“You good?” Gavin asks me as we make our way back to the barn.
“Yeah, but I’m gonna miss that cranky horse. I get too attached.” I frown, and he chuckles.
“Nothin’ wrong with that. Just means you’re actually a big ole softy and like to act scary so people fear ya,” he teases.
I swat at him but miss because he’s one of the only ranch hands who isn’t intimidated by me. Then again, he married Maize, and her attitude is worse than mine.
“I’m telling your wife to withhold lovin’ for a week if you spill my secret.”
He chuckles. “I’d like to see ya try.”
“Make it a month!”
Gavin shakes his head and goes back to what he was doing before I asked for his help.
For the rest of the morning, I stay busy doing work in the saddle and don’t get a free moment to think while switching out horses.
By the time lunch rolls around, I don’t have an appetite, but Mom brought leftovers, and I couldn’t say no to her spaghetti and homemade meatballs.
While eating in my office, I read several articles and forums about fertility issues. Several blogs mention cleaning up my diet. I’ve already tried a handful of ridiculous things and cut back on my caffeine. Then I find one that lists a number of things the male partner can do.
Maybe Maize has the right idea after all.
Kaitlyn: Hey BD! We’re gonna have to fuck more often.
I know he’s busy as hell, so I’m shocked when he immediately replies.
