Filly willies

    “I’m not coming.”  I said flatly.

    “Come oooon! Our plane leaves in an hour, we have to go!” Judy protested.

    “I can’t!” I argued.

Judy threw her hands up in defeat. “I can't make you go.” she said, flopping onto my bed.

I sighed, and sat down next to her. “I'm sorry,but I just can’t.”

    “But Lily, we never get to see grandma and grandpa at their ranch anymore!” Judy said.

    “There's a reason for that.” I said, hugging my knees.

    “Lily, that was one horse, and you know grandma made sure that he was sent away after he bucked you.” she said reassuringly.

I fidgeted with my bracelet uncertainly.

    “And grandma said she would make her famous apple pie!” Judy grinned.

I smiled weakly. “Alright, I guess so, but only if we get to sleep in the bunk room.” I said.

    “Of course!” Judy said, springing off the bed. She grinned mischievously, “Last one to the car has to shovel out the barn when we get there!” Judy said as she darted down the hall.

Laughing, I ran after her.

-Whimsical Writer