"What!" I shouted. "I know Stacey, it's a lot to take in but you have to understand that I put you up for adoption only because it was really hard for me to keep you. Trust me I wanted to keep you." Uncle Phil tried to explain. "So does that mean Gorgie is my half sister and Aunt Amy is my half Mum... This doesn't make sense. Do I still call you Uncle Phil or do I call you dad or... or... this is to confusing." I say leaving the table in a hurry. I race out side and head to the stables where I thought it would be a nice place to wrap my head around this.

"So if my Dad is Uncle Phil then what does this mean for me?" I say out loud in curiosity. At that moment I here a click clack on the gravel driveway so I peer my head out of the window in the stable see what it was. Even though I was in the country and everyone rides around on horses I was still surprised to see a youngish boy who seemed to be a bit older then me  riding Solo Night.

"Hey! What are you doing on that horse because it ain't yours." I yell trying to put a country ascent into it so I would not make a fool of myself using my formal city girl language. "Oh hi there, me names Thomas. You must be Phil's niece." He replied in a happy voice. I was taken aback. Wasn't I just yelling at him I started to second guess myself. "Um... yeah, I guess that's what I was told  my whole life until now." I say still shocked. "What do ya mean?" He asked confused. "Well I just got told that he is not actually my uncle, he's my Dad!" I say. "Really! That's... that's... well... surprising I guess. He's never mentioned that he had two daughters. He only said that his first wife was killed in an eventing accident." He says still surprised. "So, what are you doing riding my father's horse?" I ask again. "Oh yeah, well you see I am his stable manager so I feed, exercise and ride his early eventing horse." He explains.

I stood there once again admiring the mighty stallions jet black coat. "Well I better untack and groom this big fellow. You could come and help me with him for the experience if ya want." He said. I followed him as he led Solo into his stool. "Can you grab Solo's grooming box from the tack shed for me," Thomas asked kindly. I know where this is because Gorgie had shown me the other day.
When I get to the stall Thomas and Solo were in I stop and just stick my head into the stall I just keep staring. This time not at Solo but at Thomas. He's SO cute! His brown locks cover his forehead, his sparkling green eyes and his crookedly shape nose that looked like it had once been Brocken but I didn't care because in my mind he was perfect. I walk into the stall and hand Thomas the grooming kit. "So, first you start with the curry comb and brush down the horse," he explained. Then after that he showed me how to use the sweat scraper. After brushing out his mane I found myself completely forgetting about what had just happened. Thomas was even nicer then I had thought before, he helped me a lot and I enjoyed being around him. I thought we would have a nice friendship together when suddenly I hear a yelling coming from outside the stall. Solo Night spooked by it. "Where are you Thomas?!" At that moment a tall blonde girl walked in the stall in a short skirt and a pretty hot pink shirt.
"You know you don't have to spend your whole life with these smelly horses. You should be doing things with me and not with snotty girls like her. She's probably only like ten years old which is nothing for a 14 year old man. Anyway, who is she, because she definitely is not aloud to be around my man?" She said sourly.
"I'm Stacey, my Dad owns this property." I say defensively. "Well I don't care! Get away from my man!" She was getting angry now. "Come on Thomas. Unless you want this useless girl instead of me." She said and with that she walked out with amy mouth gobsmacked. Thomas followed her then stopped, turned around to face me and said "Sorry, it was nice meating you." And with that they were both gone.

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