In another part of the city:
He only managed to get in through the front door when his phone rang from his trouser pocket. He picked up the phone and looked at the display, the number was all too familiar. He hesitated a moment before he finally chose to respond.
A deep voice said from the other end of the phone, agitated.
- "Well, have you done what I asked you for?" The voice was angry, upset and slurred. The man on the other side of the phone was drunk.
- "No, it's too early yet., I need more time," he replied to the man in the handset. It got quiet. It felt as empty hours before one of them finally said something.
- "You do not get this done now so I have to take matters into my own hands!" Muttering the drunk man. The man turned himself in his lonely and dark place, he breathed slowly, trying to keep control. He did not know himself if the plan would work or not. He did not even complete the plan, but after some time when the extortion were started, he had no choice. It all started during the auction and even then their plan would be implemented. But it was hard not to do something when the little girl refused to sit on the horse.

He breathed again.
- "Give me time to spring, it is almost here and it will be less risky then than now, when the snow is still on. Now when the snow melts, it becomes dangerous for both parties to comply with the plan." He coughed a little and hoped that it would blend in a bit. Still there was silence in the handset. - "Risky mean by that when the snow melts and freezes at night, it becomes rather slippery and it may cost us all life if we set off now on the pitch." The man in the phone answered him short.
- "You get your time to May 1 You have 3 months to you, not one more day!" A click was heard and the phone started beeping. The man stood still in her dark room without having lighted the lamps. The phone continued to beep in his hear. But the only thing he could hear was himself breathe and cold sweat. Why should he be subjected to extortion. It was only once that all happened and that it would cost him this, he would have failed it. Now he stood there, in her dark room, looked out the window the only thing he had and watched the moon was big and full and smirked at him.

This has happened: It was spring cleaning at the winery and everyone helped to muck out the old and in with the new and painted on. Sasha had once cut through and caused more disaster in the barn where Emma was told the decision to lick Sasha or sell her to a more knowledgeable person. Judy was a just human and did as everyone's well being. How will Emma do with Sasha? Should she stay or should she sell her?

Even though the sun is still not gone up yet behind the mountains, I felt immensely spirited. I was standing in my room with the lights on and in my dressing gown as usual. It had been a few months now, and the snow was almost gone. The birds chirped and built nests, horses began to pull to the summer pastures and people began to go home to their home, now it was soon summer.
Me and Sasha had developed together in an unprecedented manner that no one thought would be possible. With a little help from Linnea, we had slowly begun with horsemanship lessons, and Sasha had proved to be a smart horse and learned quickly. Not long after that I could ride on her and we were able to get through a full riding lesson. I felt myself that life was anything but great.

I sat down by the window and drank from my cup of tea that was piping hot, but the heat did me good, and at first sip of the hot tea so I could feel the heat sped all the way down to the toes.
I quickly drank the tea and hurried me to get my clothes and slipped out and down to the stables. The horses in the stables was still asleep, all except one of them. Sasha stuck out her head and whinnied after me.

I hurried in to her, brushed her black coat and pulled on her a brand new saddle that I bought for her a few months ago. The saddle that I bought is a Barrydale, a saddle which is really good for endurance, but Sasha took it excellent. No matter the distance or not, the saddle does wonders for both of us.
I pulled on her bridle as she accepted without ester dean. I buckled to the saddle and rode with her in the yard. I step up to her and smacked her out of the vineyard and down to the riding hall.

The sun was coming up and the light blue sky flowed together so nicely with the orange light from the sun and it gave such a warming effect straight to the heart. Sasha snorted and was glad to get out this early morning. We rode on long reins and let the sun's warmth shine on us when we moved down to the riding stable and rode past.
I thought she and I would ride and explore a little while the day was still young. The last ride through the Golden Hills autumn colors felt like a dream. Sasha lumbered as usual. 3 months ago, she would have exploded and ran away with me, today I ride a full reversal horse who would never consider doing so. I pulled in today's young aromas. It smelled dew and grass. When we came to Goldens Hills black gates, I smacked her further and Sasha arrived in a quiet trot.

It sat glued to the saddle when Sasha was moving forward in her trot and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Sasha enjoyed most probably threw a little with the head and trying to stay on track. I laughed at her. Had this been me 3 months ago I would have been scared, but not anymore. I trusted Sasha and she trusted me.
When we arrived at the bridge which was still not fixed, I smacked on Sasha further, leaned forward in the canter and let her take in all that she had. She grabbed the hind legs and we took off from the bridge, flew, and landed safely on the other side. I leaned back and stopped her and we both turned around towards the broken bridge. Sasha's ears were pricked up towards the bridge and the nostrils were large. She snorted and rumbled a bit from her neck. I leaned forward and patted her on the neck. She relaxed immediately and we rode on to the fishing village.

When we arrived and rode past Hax ridge so I heard it was someone behind me. I stayed Sasha and we turned around. Indeed there came no galloping towards us. I could see the closer the person came, I could see that it was Derek. I waved and he waved back and stopped in his brown steed who immediately came down to trot, walk and then stopped.
- "I thought you were a tired morning person?" He laughed. I could only smile back.
- "Yes, but I woke up before the sun came up"
- "That's why you do not drink tea in the evenings, sleep is not good and you wake up early." I laughed.
- "Are you starting to worry about my eating habits now? I drink only green or red tea in the evenings., It is in the morning as you drink black tea for energy"
- "What you were full knowledge of teas." We rode together down to the fishing village. Over the past few months, I had Derek and become really good friends and we could talk about everything as soon as we ran into each other out there.

The morning where everything hotter the longer we were out. We rode on to golden ridge horse stable and sat on the bridge that lay west of the stables. While we sat there stood the horses behind us on the beach and talked with each other.
- "Have you thought of going home for the summer?" He asked as we looked out over the calm sea. Just a cool sea breeze blowing slowly towards the beach and the smell of sea salt reached us.
- "No," my response was low and short. My eyes tried to reach the final stop beyond the sea, but all I could see was just the sea and continued more sea. No normal eyes could see what was beyond the horizon. - "I will remain here at home, my sister will continue to study further in Jorvik City and my parents are out sailing., I'll stay here with Baroness."
- "Will not it be a little lonely?"
- "No, I will have my horses with me and I need company I ride to Mrs. Holdsworth!" I dropped his gaze from the sea and looked at Derek. His hair blew right by the sea wind and the hair ended up uncontrollably. It stood on all sides and edges. His eyes were fixed on the horizon. He turned his face towards me and I could now see his beautiful brown eyes. They sparkled a little.
- "How lonely it can not be. Someone must surely be left?" I shook my head.
- "No, everyone I know will go home."

He giggled.
- "Everyone, are you quite sure?" I started counting in my head how many we were at the vineyard and figured before I finished so I concluded that everyone would go home! Chiara would only be in Firgrove so I would have a chance to always bump into her if our paths should cross.
- "Yes, everyone goes home," I said finally. Derek laughed loudly and lay down on his back on the bridge and closed his eyes.
- "Think carefully, it's another one who will stay behind." I started getting a headache.
- "I get a headache soon, who will stay?" He opened one eye and aimed it at me.
- "I will not disappear somewhere" he smiled, and it dawned on me. I laughed in embarrassment.
- "You do not think you could have said it directly?" I smiled at him and took off my boots and dipped my bare feet in the cold water. The coolness comfortable against the hot sun.
- "You're smart., I thought you would understand that I would be left!"
- "So I'm not smart, you're confusing me with others."
- "But if you stay here in the summer, you want to do something together with me?, I have not had time to explore the whole island yet, but maybe you can show me Firgroves forests tomorrow?, I know a place that I want check up but I can not locate it on the map! "He sat up straight and almost lurched at me when he blurted out the words.

- "Uh, I do not know., You're nice to hang out with and so but I know ..."
- "Oh, but Emma, this is not a date, see it as a nice company of two friends on the adventure! Bring Sasha and I'll Broncho" I giggled. During these months we encountered each other, I had never asked what his horse is called or that he said no name.
- "Broncho?" I giggled.
- "Broncho is my horse, the horse standing next to Sasha's my uncle's old horse." I thought.
- "You always have ridden him and not Broncho?" He laughed.
- "Do not speak out now, what say you? Tomorrow afternoon? There are cooler now and more pleasant to be out and explore on."
- "But there's always gets dark?"
- "We have summer now so there will always be light so we will see where we ride." I turned away and looked out to sea again. The sun was high and it warmed us both where we sat on the dock. I smiled and turned back to Derek who had his face close to mine. His warm breath hit me.
- "Okay, we'll meet tomorrow at 3:30 am"
- "Come 4:00 AM and we meet at the labeled tree." I nodded and tried to keep me from doing something stupid. Derek stood up and held out a hand to me. I took it and he pulled me up. A little too fast and I stumbled and fell on him. He held up so we did not fall over the bridge and I looked up in embarrassment in his face.
- "Uh, thank you," I smiled and hid a blond lock behind my ear. Took a step away from him and both of us, with a smile, went to the horses and began to move back home.