Writing

Gage looks at Misty, a little surprised. He didn't talk much with anyone around here except Sapphire. "Um... no... no. Um, thank you..." He shrugs lamely. "I'm just... heading to bed I guess."

He starts to continue his route, then stops and turns to her again. "Um... I didn't see that girl today... Katie? Is she okay?"


Ryder stops a moment, seeming to be confused, then a smile spreads on his face. She hadn't understood that he questioned whether she was comfortable staying alone in a house with him, not whether she was scared to be by herself. He decides not to try and explain. Instead, he chuckles.

"I can stay out here on the couch, that's no problem. If you need anything, you can come and get me."


Mick glances up from handling the foal, letting her return to her mother in the large stall. Nodding to Dan, he takes off his gloves, exiting into the aisle. "I think we should be good for the night. Tomorrow I want to go out and check the back fenceline. Might take a few hours. Thought I'd go on horseback if you want to tag along."


Jason fishes in the junk drawer of his kitchen until he finally finds the thin black cord he's looking for. Holding it up, he eyeballs the length and is satisfied. Heading back to the couch, he sinks back down into the cushions, tired, but feeling too much stress to sleep at the moment.

After fooling with the string for a few minutes, he picks up his notepad and pencil to write. He didn't want to think about him and Katie right now... he didn't want to think about that area of his life right now. He just wanted to be able to concentrate on something else.

The words to songs flows through his mind as easily as water flows through a river, and he writes.