Brees father was struggling to get a halter on whisperer who wasnt about to just stand still for him whisperer galloped quickly around the pasture throwing up chunks of dirt and grass his sleak body glittering in the sun his black and night tail flagging behind him his mane flowing beautifully
Danny watched him carefully.
Sandra walked up to Danny. "Yes?" she asked.
Zannah watched.
"What do ypu need ma'am?" Danny asked.
