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Eric grins at Ashlee's enthusiasm and starts down towards the other end of the barn. "Oh, she's about eleven months now." He chuckles. "Lasts a little longer with horses, ya know."

Arriving down at the larger box stalls, he stops at Buttercup's and opens the latch. Sliding open the door, he steps inside and gestures Ashlee to follow him.

The palomino mare nickers and turns from her supper to greet her visitors with interest. Eric scratches her under the chin. "Hey, you. How ya doing, huh?"

She chews her hay and pricks her ears forward, extending her nose to sniff Ashlee. Eric moves to the mare's belly and sets his hand down low. Smiling, he motions Ashlee closer. "Come here." He places her hand near his where they could feel the foal moving around. "There's an active one in there." He chuckles. Patting Buttercup's back, he gives her some loving. "Yeah... I'd say either tonight or tomorrow night we'll have a foal."


Jeff squints a little and shakes his head, still smiling. "Naw. I don't think the moonlight has anything to do with it."

Glancing down for a moment, he was a little sheepish, but he was telling her the truth. Looking back up at her, he shifts his weight, his shoulder resting against hers lightly. Still leaning on the fence, he nods. "Yeah... I don't know how other people without God make it through their own hard times."

He turns his head, his eyes roaming Stacy's face. "Sometimes I think God puts new people in our paths to help ease some of that past pain.