A Good Friend

I finally made a good friend here. Her name is Eco. We met because of horses; she rides too.  Nothing like what I used to do, but mellow and laid back. Eco doesn’t know I used to show horses. She just knows I can ride.

We went to Bronson Canyon. I let my horse stride out. Me and Eco talked about school, and then just rode side by side, relaxed and spaced out. The Canyon seemed big, like it could contain a lot.

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