Billie Bob Taylor
Clyde rode his brown horse, Salsa, Ma rode her white horse, Taco, Benedito, Neto and me, Lettie. We thought it would be more fun to ride to the location we wanted to build our house at. Pedro and Benedito's team waited by the location conducting tests.
Ma and I would constantly race down the path with her winning every time. Her horse was smaller but she was a lot more experienced than me. Even though I was a sore loser we repeated it multiple times just for the fun of it.
"Come on Dito, let's see if you can knock me off my number one spot," she smiled as she turned her horse around to walk backwards. We all had our hats on with sunglasses covering our eyes.
"I shouldn't," Dito shook his head with a grin, "It just wouldn't be fair."
Clyde and I burst out laughing as Ma lowered her sunglasses to roll her eyes.
"Let's test that ol'son," she laughed. We all stopped so they could take their positions.
