She shuddered and shut her eyes, his face too clear to painful to....happy watching her family burn "he wore black jeans and brown shirt, he had a large scar running down his face, his name was brendi, He was a huge cattle rancher but arter seeing ...my skill with the wild horses he demanded i teach him, i made the foolish mistake of allowinh him to learn. One morning I heard the cries of the wild horses and rushed out and all his men had taken the horses the ones that had refused where shot and killed. I was so man I wanted nothing more then to shoot him, but my father demanded I let him go, I never understood why he said it. but my heart just sunk so eeply seeing my mare in the mix. I couldn;t let it happen i really couldn't. One night I learned where he was at and I found him one night though his group was asleep. I grabbed my mare and all the horses and got them free and back to the ranch till few days later he was back and man was he pissed. he demanded to my father i give back all the horses I stole but my father instead of agreeing, looked at him and i just looked at him with those eyes like they are my friends you give them away I'll never forgive you. He turned back and told him bluntly "No, i will not give you back the horses, they belong to no man" but the man onyl laughed and sore by the ends month if he didn't have the horses back he kill all my family and i would watch them die. Month later the house was set ablaze, my big brother shoved me out o th kitchen door and told me to grab my mare and run, he said to me even if we die , you got out legend behind you and we shall always love you. Go now. I turned and ran off and i ran grabbed the mare and galloped off and watched the house durn in the flames. The next few months my only goal was to find the man and kill him make him pay something. About a year later i found him and I beat the pulp out of him but...i just couldn't do it, i couldn't kill the man. As much as i hated the guy it just felt very wrong to even kill the lowest of the low so i swore to him if he ever came back near me, the horses or my ranch again, i kill him on sight. i never saw him again but I fear history likes to repeat itself and i fear he might come back later" said finally explaining the entire story to the man she decided to put enough trust in to tell this story to.
Garth
