#Chapter71
What Are Those Holding Hands All About Anyway?
XANDRY
This place was surprisingly incredible. I didn’t even know that a barn and horse stable would ever get my interest, not until tonight.
Bob and his family bred, trained, and sell horses. They hired workers and experts to maintain their horses’ health, including diet, grooming, and performance.
The damn horse stable was bigger than my apartment. From the bottom of each stall hinged door was made of wood with bars attached elegantly U-shaped allowing the head of the horse to move freely. It had windows and fans for ventilation and didn’t even smell disgusting at all. There were saddles, stirrups, headgear, halters, and bridles hung on its corner.
/"That’s Applejack, Bianca’s horse./" Bob pointed to the horse with a tall and slim figure. He said it was a thoroughbred and one of the most expensive horses that originated from England.
