vivian 10

 

            “Vivian!” I heard someone call behind me. I turned to see Temp a few feet away. I hadn’t had a chance. I was hit with such a force that it knocked us both to the ground. I started to laugh. “nice I’m home hug Tempy.” I said as she got off me and I sat up rubbing my head, “I forgot how strong you are.” I continued. She laughed and helped me up. “I’m fine I don’t know what your complaining about.” She says. “that’s because you didn’t have to break our fall! I think I have a concussion, geez.” I exclaim. “oh please, I’ve seen you kicked across the aisle by a quarter horse, then get up and finish your chores. Your fine.” She says. Suddenly I came to the realization she was home early. “temp, why are you home?” I asked. She smiled. “Frank’s mount got done early and there was some emergency at the farm, so we came home early.” She says smiling. Delanie comes back with the pitchfork I asked her for. “Oh yeah. Temp this is Delanie. Delanie, this is the almighty Temperance.” I said. She shook Delanie’s hand. “I heard you’re a good western rider.” She says Lanie blushes. “I am not.” She says. I laugh. “She is too. She just refuses to believe it.” I say. Temp smiled. “how’s the new horse, Chanche doing?” she asked. “great!” me and Lanie answered. After a few more minutes of catching up I shooed Temp off so we could finish chores. Telling her I would ride over so we could talk later.

 

A couple days later

            “that looks great, sorry the jodhpurs are too big, I’m a bit on the tall side.” I said to Delanie who was modeling the riding clothes I’d given her. “A BIT?” she asked laughing. I laughed with her. Suddenly my bedroom door burst open. “Vaughn had her Foal!” Temp exclaimed panting. “she did? Filly or Colt.” I asked standing up. “Filly AND colt. She had twins.” She says. I shook my head. “that’s virtually impossible.” I say. She shrugs. “it happened, their both spitting images of Liam, wanna go see?” she asked. Delanie nodded and I agreed, so we all headed out to the barn. When we got out there, Temp had Kasper bareback. “where’s your saddle?” I asked taking out Ella as Delanie ran to get Chanche in the second aisle. She just jumped up on the horse off a nearby stall door. I raised my eyebrows, when had she learned that? That was my first trick. “your not the only one who can ride bareback and trick ride Vivian.” She says proudly. I laughed. “you think I don’t know that? I’m not a narcissist Temp.” I said, doing my handstand trick onto Ella who was just used to it. “so your not mad?” she asked. I frowned. “no why would I be?” I ask. She shrugs. “cause trick riding was your thing.” She answers as we ride out of the barn. “Temp, that’s dumb, nothing is anybody’s ‘thing’ when it comes to riding. We just all have thing were good at. Like you at barrel racing, Delanie at roping, and me at flat racing. I don’t care if you do tricks.” I say as Delanie rides up. She nods. “alright then. Now I know.” Delanie raised her eyebrows. “Know what?” she asks. “it’s nothing. Just a little misunderstanding.” I answer. “You two good?” Delanie asks, reining Chanche toward the road as we start trotting. “Yup,” me and Temp answer in unison.
           

            When we got to Temps barn my hair looked like I brushed it with a pillow and my shirt buttons were messed up, so when we found Cas and Lane outside the stall, I quickly fixed myself up. Lane smiled at me as he saw me. “Hey beauty.” He says taking my hand. Cas reaches over and rustles my hair. “Hey squirt.” He teases before he turns to Temp and kisses her. “Congrats baby. Their beautiful.” He said after they pulled away from each other, I peeked over the stall door and saw the two coal black foals. “Awww they are.” I squeal and everybody laughs. Delanie congratulates  Temp then claims she has t be home to go to the tack store with her mom and leaves. When she’s gone Temp whispers to me. “she’s a sweet kid.” And I nod. “you guys want to go to roadhouse to celebrate?” I asked and everyone agrees.

 

            After a nice steak dinner Temp and me decide to have a sleepover in the barn. I’d set up my cot in Ella’s honorary stall when Temp was in the house getting stuff. After that I headed up to the loft where we had a little old couch and TV, perfect for late night movies and girl talk. She joined me a few minutes later with popcorn and Reese’s cups, plus hundred grand bars for me. I smiled as she flashed the movie Flicka at me and we popped it in the DVD player. After the movie was over we preceded to talk. “so how was Saratoga?” I asked excitedly, sitting cross-legged on the floor. She smiled. “great, I haven’t ever been to a track so long in my life.” She said. I laughed. “it’s pretty awesome ain’t it though?” I asked and she nodded. She perked up remembering something. “did I tell you I saw William there?” she asked and I shook my head no, shocked, then cross my arms angrily. “no, what happened with him? was he a jerk? I’ll kick his a*s for yah.” I said in a rush. She laughed. “no need I already did.” She says. I uncross my arms. “good, that punk had it coming. I don’t understand why you ever went out with him.” I said. She shrugged. “oh well the past is the past, at least I have Castiel now.” She says smiling happily. I smile back. “Thank god for that!! Speaking of the Langford’s Lane asked me out on this fancy date on Friday want to help me out getting ready for it. He said to dress in my finest and be ready to be awed. So I’m guessing he has big plans and I don’t want to disappoint.” I reply. She nods. “I don’t know what good I’ll be and I know you would never disappoint, you’d look good in a feed sack, but sure I’ll come for moral support.” She says smiling. I hug her and exclaim “thanks so much! Let’s go see our horses and get to bed. I’m pooped.” She laughs as we get up. “your pooped? I delivered foals today!” with that we went down and tended to our horses, then passed out like true country girls by their sides.