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| SHORT STORY | made her move ahead. “So I am leaving. You,” she added for full clarification. Just as the darkness slid back on his face again, she jutted her chin out, sailing out of the room with a confidence that belied her quivering knees. What followed was the longest night of Dani’s life; spent in a local hotel room. Yes, her friends would have certainly given her a room, but she wanted—no, she needed to be alone to process the events. Next morning, filled with a new sense of resolve, she hired a lawyer. Not one from the company firm but a new one specialized in family issues. Then the battle was on, a golden bloody battle. Six months later she had her freedom. Expensive to both her and Alexander certainly, but worth it now. In those six long months she had seen sides to his character she would never dreamed existed. Now, regardless of the monetary cost, she was glad to be free of him. Some things were worth their weight in gold and in money. Her freedom was one of those things. She let him keep the massive house, she didn’t want it anymore. But she collected a tidy sum from her share of it, and a continued monetary interest in the racing and breeding business, plus she got full custody of five particular horses. Five horses that would be perfectly suited in an equine therapy career. In the six months since she left, she had secured a lovely little place for her and the horses and had become a solid fixture at the program stables. She sold the Porsche and bought a truck to ferry the horses from the program grounds to home again, spending the night on occasion. She even adopted a dog, a shepherd kind of shaggy stray that won her heart immediately. Lately, she was actually considering going out with a guy who was not involved in the horse world. Just a regular guy who worked at one of the factories in town. She was no longer Danielle Harris of the horse racing multiplex world. She was just Dani now. It was a good fit. Like the kids that enriched her life so much. The program director suggested she take some courses in special education, maybe earn a degree. They felt she had a strength in 36 |

teaching and perhaps she could eventually hire in as a special education teacher. The thought pleased her and she had an appointment soon at the college. Inside the trailer now, Rocco, Daisy, Dodger, Nubie and Sundancer shifted and whinnied, reminding her it was time to go home. Dinner awaited them. Beside her, Glitter the dog stood up, stretching and yawning, ready for the ride home. Chuckling at the eagerness of her pets, she double checked the lock on the trailer, whistling to the black and white dog. Yes, she was ready to go home too. “Come on, Glitter, let’s go home.”

The End Ryan Jo Summers is a North Carolina author who specializes in writing romances with a twist. Love stories blended with inspirational, paranormal, suspense or time travel-or several at once. She also writes non-fiction for regional periodicals. Ryan’s dad is a songwriter and his aunt wrote poetry so she claims she came by her writing skill honestly. Apparently it’s in the genes. Her hobbies include bird-watching, houseplants (50 ish and growing), poetry and yard work. She loves to gather with friends, hike in the forest with her dog, paint ceramics and canvas and work on wiggly word find puzzles. She lives in a 1920 cottage with a menagerie of pets. Living in the mountains, she dreams of the shore and frequently uses the water as scenes for her stories. More about Ryan Jo can be discovered at her website, or her blog http://

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