روايات وقصص ضمن Horse Book Club Questions

What is it, then? Margaux wanted to ask, but she was afraid Declan would think she was interfering with his life even more. But, what's the harm in asking? Margaux had a sneaking suspicion that Tanner was not the one speaking to him because she knew exactly how the young man would react once one of the twins had finished calling. "I meant it when I said you'd have a good time there." Declan broke the silence when she turned to face him. "Are animals, specifically horses, present?"

This is so damn confusing and fun. "Want to go horseback riding?" I ask. Shit, I've never even taken Selah horseback riding. It's kind of my solo hobby. "You can horseback ride?" Collin asks. "Yeah, I do. I know it's weird. I give lessons at my aunt's stable," I say. "No, that's really neat and different," Collin says, intrigued. "So, you want to go or not?" I ask again. "Sure, we can give it a try. If I hate it, we can go hiking, right?" He asks.

“I know. I just…I just want to do right by Everly.” “From what I’ve seen over the years that girl is lucky to have you as her mother.” She takes a drink of her own tea and looks out at the barn. “You can learn a lot from horses. Patience, persistence, you know that. But one thing I’ve learned from them is to worry about what needs to be worried about. Horses don’t go out into a pasture waiting for the wolf to attack. They graze—happily—until danger is presented. Then they react.” “Must be nice not to obsessively worry about what could happen.”

Andrew remained calm, explaining, "Since you're curious, let me break it down for you in simpler terms. For the first race, everyone underestimated the mixed-breed horse because of its lower charging speed than purebreds. Any casual racing fan would know that. However, Mr. Thatcher might have overlooked that while mixed breeds lack explosive power, they excel in endurance, which is their key advantage." He waved his hand, gesturing toward the racetrack as he continued, "This club's track is nearly 50 meters longer than standard tracks. That extra distance allowed the mixed breed to showcase its superior stamina, ultimately overtaking the faster but less enduring horses, which decided the rac

" Seven years my lady. It's a really good one." " Seven years..." Maya muttered to herself. In one of the books she read, horses don't reach full physical maturity until they are eight years old. She reached out to touch it's muzzle. It snorted, rubbing against her hands. A smile worked it's way to her face. She wanted this one. Does Dexter know how to ride horses? She replied herself by saying he was a prince, he would be taught. " How much does it cost?" She asked. The trader grinned, his eyes glowing

Shortly thereafter, he shifted his attention back to me, the anticipation of his words hanging in the air. “Have you ridden a horse before?” he asked and I raised a brow. No I haven’t ridden one before. While I had witnessed countless portrayals of horse riding in movies and games, the experience had eluded me. The closest encounter with a horse-like creature had been a black pony, a birthday gift for Kate. Tragically, the pony's life was cut short, despite Kate's fantasy of becoming a queen with a pony sidekick. Her uncle, who owned a ranch, had presented the pony in pursuit of her whimsical dreams.

I asked, a little shyly. “Hans can explain that,” Ren replied. “Oh yes, umm…first you have to choose a horse that is healthy and has a good build. Horses are like people, so they have different personalities. You need to choose a horse that has the right personality, of course, that depends on the use of the horse that you have in mind…” Hans explained. We walked along the stable and there were horses on both sides of us. I could understand what Hans was saying but I wasn’t sure how to see those qualities in a horse. I mean, how can you tell if a horse is loyal or friendly or hardworking, for example?

“Don’t worry I am not looking for you because of what happened five years ago. Indeed I felt wrong but the past is past. Besides no one wants to hold on to boring stuff right? Priscilla said.” Paul frowned slightly and was about to say something. Priscilla has already spoken in advance. “I heard Black Horse is fighting for first place this time.” The moment she raised the topic, everyone around her was instantly lifted. Priscilla successfully attracted Paul’s attention too. Paul stared at Priscilla and asked with a deep voice, “So what if that’s the case.” Priscilla grinned. “Director Romans, maybe it’s not polite for me to say this, but, Black Horse has a slim chance of winning the champion

the third councilman said. “I’ve heard there was not enough evidence presented?” Clara said before taking a long sip of her black tea. “The rancher told the council himself, so it only—” said the first councilman, whose bald head shone over the sparkling chandelier lights. Clara cut him off and said, “Had you seen him steal the horse? Has anyone, other than the rancher, seen him steal it? Or perhaps, somebody witnessed him walking around with the horse.” “Uh, no, Your Highness?” said the second councilman.

But he still hadn’t said anything to me after that so there was that. “Have you ever ridden a horse before?” Phoenix asked. “Horse?” I stumbled as I was caught off guard by the question. “No.” I answered quickly. “There were no horses in my pack.” I explained. To be honest I wasn’t even sure what a horse was before I left my pack. Now we had actually encountered them once or twice. But come to think of it, I had never really gotten close to the beasts. Was I going to ride one now? I wondered.