The choices we make
Mary called out before he could leave.
“Yes?”
“Could I maybe try it without the box first?” she asked.
“Sure” he said, walking over to stand by Buttercup’s neck, lightly holding on to the horse. “Give it a go” he encouraged Mary. Mary nodded, she wasn’t sure she knew how to do this. But she had seen the riders do it countless times during the trip to Salmis. She grabbed a steady hold of the reins and saddle and put her foot in the stirrup and pushed off. She felt herself going up, but she didn’t manage to lock her left knee in the upright position and ended up back on the ground. “Once more, a bit more force in the jump, you almost made it” Tenac said. Mary did it again, and this time she ma
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