The Present
Copyright© 2019 by Mark Randall
Chapter 6
The way back to Elk City was easy. Suzy’s horse was calm and didn’t seem to have any issues. We stopped off in Ashton, Idaho, to visit a saddler that I knew.
Little known and refusing to advertise, he operated solely by word of mouth. And he was probably the best leatherworker I had ever seen. He spent most of 2 days measuring everything that you could think of on both the horse and Suzy.
When he finished the measuring, he started talking to Suzy about how she rode. Even getting her on the horse and watching her ride. He had her go through all of the gaits. Walk, trot, canter, and gallop. Taking notes as they went along.
Then he started talking about leather. Did she want exotics, like alligator or ostrich? Did she have any preferences about color, texture? How about padding?
When he was finished, he started to quote a dollar figure. I stopped him before he could finish. Looking at Suzy, I asked. “The horse is yours. You paid for him. But can I at least buy your saddle as a gift? Say an early Christmas or birthday gift?”
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