Never Say Never
The first moment we stood on the sagging deck of the dilapidated house overlooking that spectacular lake, neither of us said anything, but we knew we had found the spot to have our wedding. We weren’t even engaged yet, but we knew.
When it came to horse ranch ownership, the idea sounded about as appealing to me as owning a slaughterhouse. I just couldn’t understand for the life of me why people would choose to hang out with horses, unless they were trying to win a dare or something. I thought saying “I love horses” was about as genuine as writing “I love long walks on the beach in the rain” in a dating agency questionnaire. No one likes long walks on the beach in the rain. You get soaked.
Nor, I thought, ...