"Well," Bobby commented. "Last time you were here you were with the Matt, now you've got two guys. That definitely beats Matt's one."
"Oh," I replied. "You mean, Rebecca." Bobby shook his head.
"Nah," he informed me. "Matt got rid of her a few days ago. He's been coming down here with some English chick." Junior's eyes went wide.
"For how long?" Junior asked impatiently. Bobby took his time counting.
"Since...I think it was like four days ago," Bobby informed him. Junior sank in his chair.
"She cheated on me," he said to himself. "She cheated on me." I sat there, not knowing what to do. David was the first to speak.
"Well, then," he assured Junior. "You're better off."
"Yeah," Junior agreed, trying to shake it off. "I'm better off." The rest of our lunch was David rambling on. Junior ate his food quietly, as did I. We both knew better than to stir up a conversation now, and David was on such a roll.
"Junior, what do you think we should do about Wildfire?" David asked randomly. Junior jumped from the sudden calling of his name.
"Um..." Junior said, putting together his words. "Maybe we should send him to the Breeders this year, maybe not. His times are good, but I doubt we could have Avatar and Wildfire in the same race."
"What if Wildfire can beat Avatar?" I questioned, suddenly entering into a conversation where I feared I wasn't supposed to go.
"Kris, I want Wildfire to be as good as you do, but let's be real-," Junior insisted.
"No, she's right," David intervened. "Wildfire's times are matching with Avatars, only a second or two off on bad days."
"Well, if Wildfire's better, he'll ride," Junior assured us. David and I were satisfied with our triumph.
"Wildfire will be better," I thought to myself. "I'll make sure of it." After another hour of discussing horses, we were back at the ranch.
"Hey, Kris," Junior said once we got out of the car. "Can I talk to you?"