Flashbacks

The woman who kept refusing to have the sales meeting that would progress things to the benefit of Jill's commission cheque announced excitedly as a sidebar that she'd been to Spruce Meadows.

Jill decided not to splain her that the meeting she was once again refusing was at a location Jill always described as the Spruce Meadows of Ontario...

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Jill had long wanted a boyfriend that would hunt with her. It seemed like such a party! Just right for sharing! Horsey, yes, but manly.

When she showed up on site, she still couldn't believe all the men on the property. What a switch! What a site. Flashy red coats against the sparse fall fields speckled with greys, bays, chesnuts amid their horse trailers...

She sipped her stirrup cup, at 11am sharp and envied the partner of the long black jacketed, black top hatted fairly novice but completely fearless rider her age. Good call on the striking red saddle pad on his small friesan looking mount and the rider's red accents. She'd never been into the appearance side of riding and horse sports but had to admit she liked all the scenery with this particular horsey scenery... Galloping and cavorting to ensue?

Jill told them to sign her up for the whole next season, and began hunting anew for her hunt mate, ha.

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wireless speakers and airport were on the wishlist too.