(Me in one sentence.)Cindy tapped her heels to Cinnamons side and he moved sideways. She was practicing dressage, “Time and start” Wilson called. Cinnamon grunted and moved off at a perfect trot. Riding had always come to her naturals she had no interest in boys just her horse. She set off moving cinnamon swiftly into a canter, his hooves looked like they were barely touching the ground, (can she be the best dressage rider in Newk?)