Abigail stared, her green eyes round with fear.

The cowboy laughed. "Sorry if I frightened you. My name's Buk."

"A-Abigail."

"Pleased to meet you, little lady."

They shook hands, then suddenly somthing started to move around in the trailer. Buk walked over to the trailer door. "Alright boy. Hang on a sec. You can stretch you legs, then we're moving on."

He went into the trailer and returned with a handsome blood-bay stallion. "Abigail, meet Star. Star, Abigail." The horse put out his nose, ears pricked in a friendly manner. Abigail smiled. "He's so cool!"

Buk smiled. "Yeah, but he doesn't belong to me. He's my boss's."

When Abigail gave him a quizzical look, he went on. "My boss, he raises race horses. Star is one of his studs. This big boy here-" he rubbed Star's cheek, "is the sire of twenty five racing colts and fillies already."

"Cool."

"Just bringing him home from a friend's place. He wanted to have his mare breed with this handsome beauty."

They laughed, and Star bobbed his head.

Buk turned the horse in a few circles, then led him back into the trailer. "Alrighty then. We've got a long journey to go. We'd better get started."

Once Sar was loaded, Buk headed to the truck. "By the way," he motioned to the doberman, "this is Jay."

"But she's a girl."

"I know. Just couldn't think of anything else to call her."

As Buk entered the truck, Abigail ran over to him. "Wait! Can I hitch a ride?"

Buk looked at her, confused. "What?"

"My uncle murdered someone, I told the cops, and now he might hunt me down."

"What about your parents?"

"They're dead."

Buk was quiet a few moments, staring into his rearview mirror, then he grinned. "Oh, who am I kidding? Get in here!"

Abigail jumped into the passenger seat and buckled up. Buk started the vehicle. "Feel free to doze off. It's a long way to the boss's place."

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