The next day Adam and Allie were getting ready to head into town.

"Do you want to ride horses or would you like to take the wagon?" he asked her.

Allie was walking around the barn, marveling the horses.

"The wagon I don't know how to ride."

"You don't know how to ride?" he replied.

"No one ever taught me," she said as he lifted her up and placed her in the wagon.

He leaned against her seat, "How about I teach you."

When her face lit up with excitement, Adam couldn't help but smile.

"Would you?" she asked.

"Of course." he laughed, "What else am I for."

As she laughed at him he went back to hitching the team to the wagon. Allie spotted Ben walking across the front yard.

"Grandpa!" she hollered.

Hearing his grand-daughter call, Ben headed into the barn.

"Guess what?" she asked, enthusiastically.

"What?" he replied, half laughing.

"Dad's going to teach me to ride a horse."

"You don't know how to ride a horse?"

"Nope. Did you teach my Dad?"

"I sure did and I taught your Uncles, too."

"Is it hard?"

"Naw, you'll do fine. So, what are you two planning on doing in town today?"

"I dunno. Dad, what are we doing in town today?"

Adam was bent over checking the shoe on the horse. All they could see of him was his tan jacket and black hat.

"Well, I was planning on taking her to meet Aaron and Roy. Then I was going to take her over to meet Mr. Keefer and see if she could join his class in the fall."

Adam was now finished and getting in the wagon.

"I've got to be getting back to work. You both be sure to have fun in town today."

Allie and Adam had a lot of fun in town. Allie loved Sheriff Coffee. He told her all about how he'd known Adam since he was her age. And Adam's best friend, Aaron Rodgers was very friendly, too.

The next day Allie sat in the house with Hoss all day waiting for her Dad to get home.

"So, your Dad's gonna teach you to ride a horse today, huh?" he asked.

"Yeah. I can't wait. I'm just kind of nervous.

"Ah don't be. It's easy. Anyway you're a lot like your Dad so you'll learn quick."

A galloping horse was heard at the front of the house.

"That must be him." Hoss told her.

She jumped up from the settee and ran out the door.

Adam got down from his horse. He threw his hat and gun belt down on the porch. Then he rolled his sleeves up past his elbows.

"Come here," he said, "This pony's name is Angel."

He helped her up onto the pony. So that there would be no strain on her wrist.

"Hold on." he instructed.

Adam took the reins to the pony and led her around the yard. The way his father had taught him.

"You're doin' great, Sweetheart. Just keep holding on."

He was proud of what he was doing and how well his daughter was doing it.

"Once your wrist gets better I'll let you do more." he promised.