Christine tied Posy up on a nearby fence, "You be good, my girl. I'll be back soon" she patted the horse's neck and walked into the store. She walked towards a painting, the painting had houses all lined up next to eachother -I wonder who my neighbour is, I've often seen some man riding a stunning horse, I wonder if he lives near me. Might go introduce myself to him soon- She grabbed the painting, paid for it, and walked out the store.

Caleb kept on riding. He didn't pay attention much to his surroundings. Him and whiskey soon found themselves at a great riding trail.

Christine walked out from the store and mounted Posy. She guided the pretty horse towards the road that led to home.

Caleb cantered around through the trail. He patted the stallions neck and headed for the stables