Chapter 13- A Date

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   In the coming days, I had the guys handle most of my chores so I could focus on the horses. I babied Maximus and I’m sure the old guy was getting tired of me. He was starting to show signs of improvement but some of his wounds would reopen and bleed if he laid down then got back up. He didn’t move around too much, letting me know he was sore. 

   When I wasn’t with Maximus, I tried to train Dexter. He was smart and willing to learn new things, he just didn’t want anyone on his back. He made it obvious by how he acted with a saddle on. He would still buck and run while making horrible sounds. 

   “Do you just want to be a pack mule? Because you’re stubborn like one,” I told him while watching him run around i