"You took it? Ty, you could have talked to me about it first! I know this is your decision but you can't just expect me to pack up my life here and move to Grand Prairie." I yelled at Ty.

"Amy you won't be coming with me," Ty yelled.

"What?" I stared in shock at Ty. "Of course, I am coming with you,"

"Listen, Amy, I thought we had similar dreams and goals but now I realize we don't. You have your job working with Ahmed and I have mine studying to be a vet." Ty leaned on a stall door for a moment before he continued, "Amy you have changed, you're not the same girl I fell in love with. We need to take a break,"

"Ty no, please no. Will I see you again?" I stammered.

"I don't know Amy. I might see you around,"

Ty began to walk out of the barn, at the door he stopped and turned around, "good luck with everything Amy,"

"I hope the job in Grand Prairie goes well,"

Ty simply nodded before walking over to his truck and getting in. I watched as he drove up the long driveway. I could run after him, tell him to stop. We could work things out. The saying if you love someone, you have to let them go. Maybe I needed to let Ty go. But there was something that was preventing my feet from moving. Maybe it was Ty's words or the shock. I simply didn't know. Instead, I pulled my phone out and dialed Ahmed.

"Hello Amy," Ahmed answered.

"Hello, Ahmed. I was wondering if I could talk with you," I explained.

"Of course. What is it?" Ahmed inquired.

"I think I better tell you in person," I suggested.

"How about you come over later today and we can talk." He offered.

"That would be good," I agreed, "goodbye,"


My stuff was packed up ready to put in the back of my truck. Each box carried so many memories. I had changed from the teenager I had been eight years ago. I looked around at the landscape. I would miss this. Before I had come to Heartland I had mostly being living in the city, I wasn't used to wide open spaces. I would miss Harley and Jack of course. Over the years Jack had become a father-like figure, a friend and a mentor. Would I miss Amy?Of course, I would. But I needed to let her follow her dreams. I started the truck, I had a long journey ahead of me and I wanted to get on the road. I was worried that if I didn't go now, I might change my mind. As I drove down the driveway I took in everything for what might be the last time. I had just turned onto the highway when I realized that I hadn't told Jack. I was tempted to pull over and turn around,instead, I kept driving.


I walked into the house and noticed everyone gathered around the table.

"Hey, Amy. We have something for you," Georgie stood and walked over to me.

"Thanks," I smiled, taking the card.

"Wait is Ty here? He should be here too," Grandpa interrupted.

I shook my head, "he left,"

"Will he be back?" Grandpa questioned.

"No, he won't," I replied.

I saw Lou and Grandpa exchanged worried glances.

"Well, you can show him later. Open it," Georgie encouraged.

I opened the card. It said:

Dear Amy and Ty,

I hope you enjoy this wedding present. Sorry, it is a bit late.

I hope you have a long and happy life together.

Good luck with the future.

Best wishes and love,

Lou, Peter, Georgie, Katie, Grandpa, Lisa, Dad, and Caleb

Lou stood and handed me a parcel. I ripped the wrapping paper off to find a photo album.

"Wow, this is great guys. Thank-you," I hugged Lou.

The first photo was of Ty and I at the edge of the pier. We looked so happy. Page after page was filled with wedding photos.

"This is really great," I announced.

"Lou took the photos and everyone helped to pick the photos," Lisa explained.

I felt my eyes prick. What was with me and crying lately?

"It is a shame Ty will never see it," I cried.

That was I managed before I broke down into tears. I rushed out the door and out to the barn. It was my one true safe place that I could always go to. I went straight to Spartan. Spartan was always there. Whenever everything else was going wrong and I had no one to turn to, he was there. Or maybe I just needed to talk to someone who wouldn't tell anyone else what I had said. I buried my head in his mane and let my tears fall. I had been trying to be strong but it had all become too much. Spartan nuzzled me, sensing that I was upset. Slowly my tears subsided.


Thanks for all of you who is reading this story. Hope you are enjoying it. If you have any suggestions or ideas, would love to hear them.

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