Sadie looked wistfully out the window from her comfy chair dreaming of the day she could ride the horses in the field at her neighbours farm.
She knew that the brace she wore to correct her twisted spine from scoliosis would impede her riding ability.
She cursed that wretched brace but was grateful for it as well so that she could walk properly.
Without it she would be sidewinding and shaking up the tumbleweeds like a rattlesnake.
He knew of her love of horses and looking skyward he sent up a prayer that one day she would ride one.