Welcome back for another Tuesday Tales. This week the word prompt is sand. The scene I have here is from Rodeo Queen which I started sharing with you last week. Here you’ll learn a little about the heroine’s past. Enjoy. Don’t forget to check out the other authors by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page.
“All right, for those of you who’ve never been to a rodeo or seen one on TV this is where we’re going.” With that she pressed the play button and in seconds the screen was filled with the sights and sounds of what they’d be involved in within a few days.
“These look like they are from home movies Jessica?” John asked.
“They are. Either I took them for fun or my foster dad did. When I went home for my foster mother’s funeral he gave them to me and I then had the movies transferred onto the disks. I haven’t looked at these in years,” she said stopping the video.
“Hey why’d you do that. The announcer said the next event was barrel racing. That’s one event I love watching, and no honey not because of the women but speed those horses go,” Ronny declared.
“Good thing you aren’t hot for the ladies. Here we go.” She turned the movie back on.
When they heard the broadcaster say, “Now up, number 13 Jessica Sales on her mare Sweetpea,” no one dared say a word.
They watched in awed silence as Jessica raced the stopwatch around the cloverleaf pattern. Sand kicked up by her horse’s hooves as they rounded a barrel added to the thrill.
Seeing herself again on her horse brought tears to her eyes as she remembered this had been the last time they’d competed.
“Two days after this win I enlisted in the Army.”
“So that’s what you’re going to do, barrel racing?” Ronny asked.
“Yes, I just need to find the right horse but I’m sure Dad can hook me up. And speaking of up, time to get to bed. I’d like to be wheels up by ten.”