In the days that followed I couldn’t stop thinking about him. It made me believe maybe there was such thing as love at first sight, if not between a girl and a boy, then at least between a girl and a horse.
The grasses toss and shimmy. The horses nicker. Madame Manec says, almost whispering, Now that I think about it, child, I expect heaven is a lot like this.
As Eleanor Roosevelt observed, No one can hurt you without your consent. In the words of Gandhi, They cannot take away our self respect if we do not give it to them.
