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emailed him a couple of times, but
rarely got a response. Disappointed, she went on with her own life
as she was supposed to do.
    Lily had gotten her own horse when she turned
sixteen while her friends got cars. She was thrilled and not a bit
disappointed as she knew she could always get rides with her
girlfriends if she needed one. Besides, she was promised any kind
of car within reason after she graduated from high school. Lily
knew her Daddy would indulge and it would not be a problem. She
could always barrow mom's car when she turned seventeen.
    Lily immediately had fallen in love with her
new little filly and vice versus. She was with her every minute
that she wasn't in school. She brushed her coat, fed her oats,
braided her tail, taught her tricks, and exercised her daily. They
were like the wind, blending into their surrounding with every step
and gallop they took together. They were pals – inseparable. They
were the darlings of Benjamin Stables.
    The stable hands always said Lily was
spoiling her little Hot Pants filly. What's the matter with being
spoiled?” she'd often joked back with spunk when teased by the
stable hands. So far, no one could back with a really good
answer.
    Unfortunately, between attending an all-girls
school most of her life and teaching Hot Pants to barrel race, it
gave her little contact with the neighboring school boys. As Lily
had gotten older she had continue to spend a lot of time at the
stables while most of her friends were dating and learning about
the opposite sex in subtle and not so subtle ways. It wasn't
necessarily a bad thing that she didn't spend much time with the
opposite sex, but she was definitely lacking in that part of her
education. She was happy and felt nothing was missing in her life
except maybe, Quinn. She considered the old stable hands her
extended family. It was fortunate that most of them felt the same
and watched over her; especially, when she was in the barn grooming
Hot Pants by herself. They never left her alone in the barn. One of
them always managed to grab a pitch fork to bale the hay or oats
for the horses. It was just an unvoiced rule of the stable guys
that were nearby. They knew their actions kept some of the young
bucks away, which was their intentions for more than one
reason.
    After about a year, Lily decided that she
wanted Hot Pants to barrel race for competition. She was a quick
learner as the sorrel filly had had some training in rounding up
cattle before she was Lily's birthday present. So, stopping and
turning on a dime came natural to her little sorrel. She loved it
as much as Lily. It was mutually delightful and fun for both of
them.
    Today, was the Fourth of July and a rodeo
celebration was in nearly every small town in the United States of
America. The streets were decorated in red, white, and blue banners
that wrapped around every lamp post while bunting was draped across
the top of every porch and business in the town, signifying
Independence Day. The American flag waved from the window of all
the store fronts seeming to salute to all the service men and women
they saw.
    Everyone across each state was having parades
consisting of fire engines, local bands, politicians, Cub Scouts,
Girl Scouts, YMCA acrobats, and floats from DAR that symbolized its
American history. Colorful Shriner clowns in motorized mini cars
always entertained the crowd as they raced around pretending to
chase each other. They were always a big hit. The riding club in
their western gear with saddles of silver tooling decorated the
beautiful strutting horses were always highly admired and a
highlight of the parade as well.
    This year, leading the parade was Lily, Queen
of the Kansas State Rodeo. She was dressed totally in white western
gear trimmed in gold and silver, riding Hot Pants. Hot Pants was
trimmed in silver as well, which turned out to be far more
expensive than if she had settled for a car in the first place.
Peeking out from under the white hat was her