" Here, hold him; happy birthday Grey!" Samuel presented him with his horse. Grey was lost for words; it was clear as sky that Samuel knew about his dreams and hobbies as he would often mention them to him.
Often time, he would talk about horses. They were one of the common animals in his favorite stories, he had visited several ranches, but it was never the same. When the night came, he had to leave the place and be expectant about his next visit.
"What's his name?" He asked, sneaking his hand closer to the reigns.
" King, he is still a child, so be careful with him." Samuel was keeping a close watch if anything were to happen.
" Oh." Greyson managed to put his hand on the horse. Sensing no danger, he moved toward the horse's head and began to pet him.
" Isn't he sweet? The trainer told me that he was gentle."
" Yeah." Grey was still immersed in observing his new friend.
