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"Yeah, what-how'd you find her?" He asks, scrolling and grinning brightly when he saw she was for sale before it collapsed as he cringed at her price. |
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" AQHA sight if their registered they aren't hard to find " she took her phone and looked at the price |
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Marco nodded, understanding it better. "Gotcha, I mean heck, easy enough system." |
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" yeah " she put her phone away " anyway I bought a three year old wild mare online I've got to go pick her up along with some feed " she walked to her truck and got in |
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"Okay, i'll see you then. Drive safe, don't die, that's all I ask." He mused, pulling out his phone and immediately logging onto the site. |
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She smiled and texted the person that had his horse up for sale and bought her trying to do something nice for Marco and give him a gift as she pulled out of her drive she told the old owner she could pick her up today and she started to drive to the mans house, the man took her off the market as soon as Amy told him she was gonna come get her so by the time Marco logged in it said she was sold but didn't say to who |
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Marco already had his card out to send the money over to pick her up, giddy as he clicked the link to contact the owner before the page updated and said she was sold. He was crushed, mood immediately falling as he sighed. "Everytime, guess I raised her right." |
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Luckily the man lived on the other side of Cheyenne and Amy just drove there an hour later she came back with her, as soon as she pulled into the drive she texted marco' come out and look at this mare she's a pretty roan ' she lied then parked and got out of her truck and walked to the back of the trailer and unlocked the doors and walked in and grabbed the bay and lead her out |
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Marco came out and waited on her, excited to see the new wild mare he might be able to train. When Amy led out the bay mare his jaw dropped as he smiled and walked over to her. "No you didn't, this isn't real i'm in a dream." He denied, still smiling. |
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" no she's all yours " she had bought the mare a brand new white hauler with a leather nose band that had 'Puma' etched on it and she held out the white lead rope to him |
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Snow and Sleet Mix, Clearing at Night
