JOHN’S POV

I followed Abigail into the stables where the horses were kept. She smiled and I walked in behind her, following her through the main opening to where all of the stalls were.

“So, this is the stable where we keep half of the horses. We turn them out so that some get time outside and inside.” Abigail spun on her heel and held her arms out before dropping them to smack her thighs. “So, we’re gonna feed the horses and then turn them out.”

“Okay! I’m ...