Carrie’s Ride – 3 Word Wednesday – A New Writing Challenge

While reading the Friday Fictioneers posts for this week I stumbled across another similar challenge. It is called Three Word Wednesday. Except this one prompts you with three words to come up with a fiction story. The words for this week are: careful, hug and mistake. I am always up for a challenge and this one seems like a fun one. So here is my entry for this week.

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Some horses from a nearby farm.

Some horses from a nearby farm.

The frost was finally gone from the lawn, although the moisture would linger until at least noon. Carrie wanted to get to her horse. She dreamed about this day all during the winter months when the snow flew through the air and covered the ground. She knew Chestnut, her beautiful and strong horse thought about her too. He seemed to like her the best of all, reacting the most to her instead of her three older sisters.

Her parents were careful to make difference between the girls. Not the kind that could create jealousy, but the things that make each child feel they are special. A hug could be a powerful thing to their child when given at the right time. It said so much and could soothe feelings that were hurt for one reason or the other.

The Mason family was close-knit, like the ones everyone wanted to see on the television movies. Mom and Dad treated their girls like they were made of gold. Why wouldn’t they? As far as they were concerned children were better than gold. They had friends that had no children, even though they wanted them so bad.

This picture was made a couple of years ago. The colt is now about the size of the mother.

This picture was made a couple of years ago. The colt is now about the size of the mother.

Now that the other three girls were out of the house, Carrie was the star. Everything was centered around her. Some people felt it was a mistake to concentrate so much on her, but Jack and Connie disagreed. They wanted their youngest to have the best memories of her home life that was possible.

Carrie held her riding boots closer to her while she ran across the wet grass. She kicked off the soaked sneakers and slid on her new leather riding boots. She checked the saddle to make sure it was secure before she tried to mount Chestnut. She knew her father had done the same, but all the instructions of her riding instructor came back every time she entered Chestnut’s stall.

She sensed the horse’s excitement when she rubbed his nose. He rewarded her with a gentle nudge from his nose and a soft nay. She felt such excitement at finally getting Chestnut to herself. Why did spring break only last for a week?

She placed her foot in the stirrup and threw her other leg across to settle into the comfortable saddle. She knew her parents would be watching her, so she offered a little wave. Then she guided Chestnut through the gate into the wide open pasture, where the cattle milled around feeding themselves. Carrie urged Chestnut to increase speed as she took off into the green fields for a few hours fun.

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About Joe Owens

Can you tell from my writing I love God? I hope so because that is what I want you to know most about me. I am also a writer who loves taking on fiction prompts and crafting a story. One day you will read my work in print. Until then enjoy it here! For free!
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2 Responses to Carrie’s Ride – 3 Word Wednesday – A New Writing Challenge

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  2. rgayer55 says:

    Nice story, Joe. Very positive and upbeat. I like that.

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