Where One Dies, Another Thrives

It had been over half a year since Stacy Woods had heard last from Jasmine Yew, so it struck her as slightly odd to be getting a call from Jasmine. Stacy answered the phone and began speaking with the person, she gasped softly as she was given the news. Jasmine Yew had been killed in an accident and left Silver Valley Stables to Stacy Woods as well as all that inhabited the land. Stacy and the person continued to speak and they soon hung up.

Stacy had her last bag loaded into her truck when she glanced back at her now empty home. She had put it on the market and was getting ready to move everything over to Silver Valley Stables. She sighed softly and gave her home one more look before getting in her truck and driving away.

Finally Stacy was pulling into the driveway, she glanced across the pasture land and spotted Grenade. The golden stallion charged towards the fence line for he knew the sound of that truck from anywhere. He bellowed loudly, running along the fence line, keeping pace with the truck. Stacy smiled softly, tears welling in her eyes at the sight of her old friend. Stacy pulled up to the house and began to unpack, it was late evening when she had finally gotten everything unpacked and put away.

Stacy headed towards the stables and looked around, the stalls were clean and all that needed to be done was to call the horses in and give them their feed and water. Stacy whistled for the horses and called them each by name, closing the door after they had gotten into their stall. She then gave everyone fresh hay, water and grain, as well as a stroke on the neck and apple slice with molasses for a treat. All the horses recognized their previous owner and nickered at her sight, glad to be with her once more.