Proof The Bible Is True

“Ready to fly, girl?” I said, stroking the Arabian mare’s mane.

 

It was nighttime–pitch black. I’d just snuck out of the girls’ dorm at my boarding school. If I got caught I’d be in deep trouble. But sometimes a secret midnight ride on a horse, Sakie, pastured close to the school was the only way to clear my head.

 

At sixteen there was so much I couldn’t control. I felt somewhere in the middle of being an adult and a kid. Everyday life could seem downright scary.

 

My new boyfriend had broken up with me for another girl. I was nervous about a paper I’d just handed in to my favorite history teacher. But once Sakie and I were galloping along, flying through the night, everything was different. When we rode I was confident. I felt like I could take on the entire world.

 

I slipped a bridle over Sakie’s ears and led her along a familiar path toward an abandoned airstrip near the school. As we got close Sakie tossed her head and sidestepped. We always took our midnight rides here. She’d never acted this way before. Why was she nervous?

 

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