Tuesday Tales - Picture Prompt - More of "Renovating the Billionaire."

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Another bit from "Renovating the Billionaire" this week with a picture prompt. And I can only have 300 words! 

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Walking along Sunset Lane, Jess passed Chip Matthews farm. A whinny drew her attention to a field. A colt nuzzled it’s mother, who nickered in response to her foals shenanigans, the young horse tossed his mane and kicked up his back legs before taking off to run.

Jess loved horses. She leaned against the fence to watch. The young animal reminded her of the one her mother had given her for her birthday. He’d been from Chip’s farm, too. The Matthews had given it to Jess’s mom because their son was sweet on Jess.

Jess had named him “Lucky”, ‘cause she figured she was darn lucky to get him. Then her father intervened.

“We ain’t got no money to feed a horse. Shit. We barely got enough to feed you and Will. I’m takin’ him back.”

Jess has begged, cried, pleaded with her father, but he wouldn’t budge. She’d even hung on his arm, digging her heels into the soft earth to stop him. But nothing had worked. James returned the horse to Chip and his parents. Looking back, she realized that her father had been right. Maybe if he hadn’t been drunk, had been gentler in the way he’d done it, she wouldn’t have hated him.

When Jess turned nineteen, the age she’d hoped to become Chip’s bride, his parents put a stop to her romance. Seems as if the Matthews’ family was too good to be joined with the family of a husband-killer and now jailbird.

Obviously curious, the foal stopped at the fence and stared at her. Jess reached out to pet his muzzle, but he shied away. She looked up see Chip in the doorway of the barn. He stared back, not moving. Jess turned away, heading for home. 

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