"Girls?" Trudy Allen's voice rang out. Jen and I turned away from painting the barn at the Blind Faith Mustang Sanctuary. "Guess what? Phineas and I have decided to have another Horsemanship Bowl," she said excitedly. Phineas was the retired police officer who owned Honey, the Phantom's ex-lead mare. They had gotten married in April so I guess that she was now Trudy Preston.

Jen and I looked at each other and smiled. Even though last years bowl had been somewhat catastrophic. "Is it coed again?" Jen asked as she looked back to Trudy.

Trudy grinned. "No, I decided to see what it would be like with just a rider and their horse. If they wanted to pair up, they could. We made it so it was cheaper to ride with two people instead of paying for two separate people," she explained as she admired our painting skills.

Why an artist wasn't painting her own barn, I wasn't sure but it's ok.

"That sounds great!" I exclaimed as I put down my brush.

"The greatest thing is that my granddaughter, my son's daughter, is coming out to visit. She's bringing her four year old mare and her dog, I believe. She's interested in living out here and her parents might let her!" Trudy exclaimed as she bounced up and down. Then her face turned very serious. "Oh dear! That means I need to go set up the room! The bowl is in a week and I'm going to be so busy working on that, that I won't have time to fix it up for her. You keep painting ladies," Trudy ranted as she rushed back into the house.

"She's a mess when she has things to do isn't she?" Jen asked with a grin.

I bumped her with my shoulder. "Yeah I guess she is. But the last grandkid to come out was Gabe and that was how long ago?"

"True. I hope she's not as grumpy as Gabe was at first."

"But he was an athletic guy who had a cast. Trudy didn't mention anything about her being injured," I stated as I started painting the barn again.

Jen thought for a moment as she continued painting. "I wonder what her horse looks like," Jen stated.

I smiled. That was something Jen and I had a big common interest in and that was horses. I had been thinking the same thing. "Me too. I also wonder if her dog is like Trudy's," I replied as I looked over my shoulder at the two dogs chasing Phineas as he walked towards his truck. He was going into town to pick us up something from Clara's, I believe.

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"That barn looks great ladies!" Trudy shouted as we finished cleaning up. I looked at the barn. We had painted it multi-colored; it looked a lot like the hen house in Miley Cyrus' movie but I thought it looked a lot better considering it was a barn and we had splattered it with paint as well.

We smiled at her and said thank you at the same time. "We need to get headed to Sam's house, I think," Jen stated sadly with a smile. We both loved being here and having lunch in the pasture with the horses. It had a very peaceful atmosphere.

"I know, Grace just called saying that. Anyway… I already informed people about the bowl and that my granddaughter is coming," Trudy replied with a big smile. It looked as if she had seriously gotten younger.

"Maybe tomorrow we can come back down and you can tell us all about your granddaughter," I suggested.

She smiled at me. "I think you guys should work with your horses. I need to start planning for everything that I'll need for the bowl. If I need any help I'll call you girls down here." We both nodded and saddled up our horses. "Bye girls!" she said with a little wave as she turned around and chased her dogs back into the house.

I let Ace have his head and we loped down her driveway and towards Riverbend. I heard Jen and Silly catch up. Jen let out a cowboy yip and I grinned. Tonight Jen was staying the night just because of the fact that her mom and dad needed some time alone.

When we crossed the bridge, I saw the Ely's truck and my heart did a flip. Hopefully, Jake was here because we hadn't really hung out in awhile. There were those times that they'd come up to work but that was about it. He had been a little busy visiting colleges and trying to decide what college he'd apply to. (A/N: Jake decided to just take a break from school and didn't apply for colleges during the school year.) There hadn't been much… romance… since December, which was when we held hands but other then that there wasn't anything. This was a little disappointing but I guess I just had to get over it.

"Hurry up girls!" I heard Gram shout. We quickly took off the tack and wiped down the horses quickly.

"I saw Ely's truck. Wonder if it's just Jake or the whole crew," Jen whispered. I glared at her and pushed her.

When we walked in, I sighed. It was the whole crew.

"Yo Sam, Jen! Sit your butts down so we can eat!" Quinn shouted with a grin.

"Quinn! Shush!" Maxine Ely scolded. "We're all hungry but you have to be polite."

Quinn grinned again. "Sorry mom. Sorry Sam, Jen."

"No problem," we stated at the same time. "We should just stay standing," Jen whisper-yelled at me.

"NO!" all the Ely boys shouted. Jen and I grinned and sat down. Jen sat down next to Quinn and I sat between her and Jake.

"So did Trudy tell you about her granddaughter?" Gram asked as everyone dug into the food.

Jen and I looked at each other. "She just told us that she was visiting and she'd be here for the Horsemanship Bowl," I paused to take a bite. "She's also bringing her horse and dog."

Gram's face turned confused. "She has a horse and dog now? Hm."

"What do you mean?" Brynna asked curiously as she fed a bite to Cody.

"Well it's really not my place to say but, unless she has another granddaughter. From what I remember, her granddaughter was very anti social and doesn't really like doing anything. I know that her dad worked at a horse track but she never went to it. But don't tell Trudy I told you about it because I don't think Trudy wants us to know," my Gram sighed.

I stopped eating. "She's anti social?" I asked.

"Now Samantha. People change," my dad stated. "Take HARP for example." I nodded. HARP was the program that we did in the summer. It was the Horse and Rider Protection program and it matched out of lesson girls with troubled horses; the program worked wonders with the girls.

"I wonder what she looks like," Quinn stated as he grinned.

"Well considering that she's Trudy's granddaughter there's a slight chance that they look alike," Maxine teased.

Quinn winced. "Damn."

"That language will not be spoken like that at my table," Gram scolded Quinn. "She's actually a very gorgeous girl. Trudy showed me a picture a few days ago. She has long black hair and bluish black eyes. Trudy's son says that she's quite a heartbreaker," Gram said with a smile. "You going to try to show her how a Nevada boy can win her heart, Quinn?"

Quinn grinned. "I'll have to get to know her, then I'll show her how we Nevada cowboys roll."

Jen and I rolled our eyes and smiled. "And how do Nevada cowboys roll?" Jen asked.

Quinn's grin got wider. "Ask Jake. He seems to have roped a girl's heart."

Jake and I both choked a little bit on the food. I noticed how Gram, Brynna, Jen, and Maxine were watching me. The Ely's and my dad were looking at Jake and then me. "I don't know what you're talking about Quinn," Jake managed. I looked down and continued eating, silently. Every time I looked up, I noticed everyone giving me a sorry look.