them in amazement for a few moments as Jeremy walked around the car to stand next to her.
"They're beautiful," she said, her face stretched in a wide smile.
"You mentioned that you had always wanted to go riding, so I made some calls."
Sarah gave him a quizzical look as an old leathery man came strolling up to them from one of the buildings next to the corral. He had bronze, tanned skin and despite the wear and tear brought on by age, it was obvious he was still in good shape. His shoulders were wide and broad, despite his slouch, and the cowboy hat he wore had plenty of miles on it.
"Howdy," he called out.
"Emit," Jeremy said, grinning. "You're looking good."
The two men clasped hands so hard Sarah thought she would have been knocked over if they'd tried it with her.
"You too, my boy," he grinned, taking all of Jeremy in. "The years have been good to me."
"And how's Jonny Mae doing?"
"She'll outlive us all," Emit chuckled. "Though I suppose she still doesn't believe that you called yesterday. She insisted I'm finally losing my mind."
Jeremy cheeks flushed and he gave Emit a bashful look. "I know it's been a while. I appreciate you helping me out though."
"Of course, my boy. You know we'd do anything for you."
Jeremy turned to Sarah, his smile taking her in. "This is the girl I was telling you about, Sarah."
Emit pushed past him before he could finish his introduction. The cowboy scooped the hat off his head in one motion, revealing a mostly bald head with little tufts of gray hairs sticking up, as he held his other hand out to her.
"Well you didn't mention she was such a pretty thing," he said, grinning. "I'm Emit McHorn, it's good to meet you, Ms..."
"Miller," Sarah grinned, placing her hand in his. "Sarah Miller."
"Ms. Miller," he finished, shaking her hand, gently. Then the smile on his face faded, and he gave her a serious look. "Now, don't you let that boy give you any guff. If he does you let us know and ol' Jonny Mae and I will set him straight."
Sarah let out a little laugh. "He's been a perfect gentleman so far, but I'll keep that in mind."
She tried her best to give Jeremy a feisty little snarl, but he just laughed along with her.
"The McHorn's are old friends of my family," Jeremy explained.
Emit nodded at Jeremy as though to confirm what he said before turning back to Sarah.
"Now, I heard a rumor that you've always wanted to go riding," he said. Her stomach erupted in nervous jitters as she nodded. "Well, then you're in luck. Ol' Dolly been itching to get out and run around a little." He tilted his head toward the fence and waved her her to follow along. "Come on."
Sarah shot Jeremy a wide-eyed look, her mouth open with excitement. He grinned back at her, tilting his head for her to follow Emit.
Was she really about to do this? Was she really about to get to go riding? She hurried after Emit, struggling to believe that she was actually going to do it. She glanced back at Jeremy one more time and saw him leaning up against the wooden fence, grinning after her. She was so ecstatic that she could barely concentrate. And it was all because of him. She could just run over and kiss him right there.
"Now, watch your step," Emit said, drawing her attention back.
He was already on the other side of the wooden fence, and he held his hand down below the top piece of lumber, indicating for her to crawl between it and the middle piece. She slid herself easily through it, and then followed him as he walked around to the stable.
"Now, ol' Dolly hasn't been out for a couple of days. Boy is she going to be happy to see you."
"Dolly?" Sarah asked, but she had the answer before she'd even finished saying it.
As she followed him into the stable, Sarah saw the most beautiful, golden brown mare she'd ever seen. It whinnied when it saw Emit, and he had a grin on his face to match.
"Miss me?" he asked, patting the mare on the neck. It whinnied, again, an irritated sound. "I know, I know. But Sarah here is
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