Shy Girl & Shy Guy

Shy Girl & Shy Guy — page 5
Once the van had passed through the gate Madison closed it behind them and hopped back in You may think Disneyland is the most fun place on Earth she said conspiratorially but it doesn’t hold a candle to Quartz Creek The girls at the front rolled their eyes and laughed to each other As the van drove by horses trotted up to the fence on the other side of the creek snorting and swinging their heads Hanna’s chest tightened at the sight of them Ooooh said Frizzy-Hair Girl I hope I get to ride that pretty black one Right they’d expect Hanna to ride here The tightness in her chest dropped into her stom ach Those weren’t six-inch-tall plastic critters with painted-on manes like the hundreds of toy horses she’d amassed on her bedroom shelves as a little girl the ones that had made her mom think the ranch was a good idea No Out in the field stood real living breathing horses a thousand pounds each and all of it hooves and muscle Even if Hanna could get on a horse she’d never be any good at riding She’d end up thrown and trampled and her mom’s long list of 5