Stallion Trainer
JenniferKline Madame French patted the riding crop against her hand expectantly. She watched the horse being led into the training area – a fenced ring filled with sand. Stalls surrounded it, opening into the ring so she could get any of her horses into the ring, on demand. They watched anxiously as the newcomer arrived – a sturdy draft horse by the name of Amistad. “You sure you don’t want to let him settle in first? He’s got a bit
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