ol into my life and altered my destiny forever. The scent of falling leaves hung in the cool bre

the ancient stable into a modern facility without altering its historic and timeless charm. They poured all their love into this stable to make it more than a business place but a sanctuary and a home.

tside the wooden gates. And I turned my head curiously to see who it was, he dismounted from his motorcycle. Bryan Argol; a name I did not yet know but would soon be carved in my memory forever. He had a very charming figure; he wore a fitted s

but I managed to straighten up, determined not to let my nervousness show. I walked to where he stood as my blonde curly

ith a tone that was made to so

something in his eyes that seemed like recognition or interest

p smooth voice. "My name is Bryan Argol, and I a

sh I still held and gave a nod. "I am

his face as he said, "Nic

as he was taking in every detail. He looked care

id under his breath. "It is a peacef

w understood the meaning and significa

e was built by my parents with love. It i

rived at a spot in the stables, I could sense that his attention was drawn to a mare in the stall. Lola was a g

I reached out to stroke her

ected with Lola. "Your connection is remarkable". He s

, and what Bryan wanted in a horse. We had an effortless and smooth conversation. We talked about the farm and even our matters. His questions were thoughtful. He was d

tion creeping in; it was hope. Bryan didn't seem like just a random customer, he

the stable. " My assistant will come and pick up the mare by sundown, I sincerely appreciate the tour, and

of my hair behind my ear. "It is my pleas

ing more, but hesitated and slightly n

blended with the landscape. A mixture of anxiety and curiosity overwhelmed me. This day had changed something in me. I