Jean walked up to the chestnut stallion that stood waiting in the barn. "Hey..." He greeted it.
Jean put a hand on the horse's muzzle and the stallion leaned into the touch.
He stroked the horse's mane and smiled slightly when it whinnied.
The two-toned man wrapped his arms around the stallion's mane.
"One day..."
"I love you," he said to the horse.
And he walked away.
