"Okay, I'm sorry mom." I speak, she gives me a forgiving look and pulls me in for a hug.

"Never apologize for following after what your heart tell you, Ashley. You got a good one." I smile a little, feeling so blessed that I have a mother like her in my life.

"Okay... Oh, isn't dad coming home tomorrow?" I ask, excitement filling my chest.

"Yes, yes he is. So I want to make him a nice dinner, but I need your help, okay sweetie?" She asked me, I nod my head.

"I think that that would be really cool... Well, I am going to go take ride, is that okay?"

"Yeah," She begins to walk off ,"Oh, but try not to get in a fight on your way down there." We laughed and I went on my way.

"Ready Grace?" I ask as I climb onto the saddle I buckled on her. We started off slow, like always, and then I got her running down the path we normally take. A smile came onto my face naturally, this was one of those things that I'll remember for the rest of my life, riding was a passion.

Next was Spirit, I put his saddle on and I could tell he was excited to get out, he has always been my riding buddy. He loves to run, which is my favorite part about riding, he took off just as he always does and I led him down another long dirt road, and I couldn't help admire the horses' strides, they were reckless, yet graceful as at the same time.

Once I get everything back into the right spots in the barn, I look out and just now notice how dark it has really gotten. I walk back into the house and after eating dinner, I go to finish up on some chores, and check the time, noticing that it was already ten. I toss myself on the couch where my mom is watching her show.

"Wow, I am tired." I stretch out dramatically, she chuckles.

"I like it, now you're not here as much to bother me." She jokes, I look at her with a fake surprised look.

"Did dad call today?" I ask, cuddling up to the throw pillow.

"Yes he did, he is very excited to come home, and he wanted you to know that loves you very much." I smile, and silence starts between us as I think.

"I just wish he wasn't gone so much, you know?" I pick at my nail polish again, waiting for her response.

"Yeah, I often feel that way too, but your father loves what he does. And we need to be strong and happy for him." I nod my head, suddenly feeling the tiredness fill me.

"You're right, well, I think I am going to go to sleep. Goodnight mom." I kiss her on the cheek and walk down the hallway where I changed into grey sweats and a big hoodie. Feeling foggy, I slip under the covers and quickly drift to sleep.

The next morning, I wake up early and once finished with all of the chores, I find myself showering and getting dressed for the day. I walk into the living room and see my mom all dressed for the day ahead, she wanted to take me to school today so she could go run errands as well.

"Ready?" She asks, a smile on her face. I look as I notice her brown hair braided to the side, and she sticks one of my dad's old baseball caps on her head, grabbing her keys, she watches for my response.

"Yeah, you look very nice today mom." I compliment, she smiles and gives me a playful nudge out the door. After getting set into the car, I put some music on and we begin the long ride to my school.

"Thank you for driving me today." I gather my long hair and pull it onto one shoulder.

"No problem! I had to go in anyways... So, what are you going to do today is that Rachel girl bothers you?"

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