Riding Lessons
Sara Gruen
To Bob,
for so many reasons
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“Are you ready?” says Roger as he gives me a…
Harry was gone, although I didn’t find out for almost…
One.
Two weeks later, we’re on a plane to New Hampshire.
When Mutti comes around the corner the next morning, I’m…
The next morning, the four of us pile into the…
At quarter to seven the next morning, there’s an ungodly…
Pappa is deteriorating quickly, falling straight off the edge. Eva…
With infallible teenage logic, Eva expects me to drive her…
When I head for the stable in the morning, I…
There are some men who would let that be the…
I wake up fretting in equal parts about Hurrah and…
Other than Courtney, there have been no responses to my…
Valium head again. Lead weights behind my eye sockets, cheesecloth…
I love the French. Such a civilized people.
Mutti won’t speak to me. Not that night, nor as…
I wish I were dead.
By nine o’clock, it’s clear that I’m going to have…
The room is dingy, like a conference room at a…
“Hey there.”
“Keep your heels down, Malcolm.”
Horse • pow • er ('hôrs-pau (-&) r)
- (Noun) A standard measure of power defined as the energy required to lift 33,000 pounds at the rate of one foot per minute, or 55 pounds at the rate of ten feet per second.
- (Informal) The extraordinary capacity of a horse to elevate the human spirit.