[Meredith].
After a tense struggle, Wanda finally managed to grab the reins—but the mare kept jerking, and it took her a good minute longer before she could mount, and even then, not gracefully.
It was more like clawing her way up.
And though she tried to hide her embarrassment, the red flush in her cheeks was unmistakable.
Dennis whispered loudly to Oscar, "Someone's horse doesn't like her attitude."
"I HEARD THAT!" Wanda snapped.
Dennis grinned. "Good. I meant for you to."
Wanda nearly strangled her reins.
Next was Vivian.
Her chosen horse—a tan gelding, whipped its tail nervously and stomped the ground the moment she approached.
Vivian's eyes widened, and before she could even attempt to calm it by herself, Levi rushed to her side.
"I've got it," he murmured, taking the reins gently.
A stablehand hurried over, holding the horse steady while Levi soothed the animal with surprising skill.
