Chapter 4 Part 2



“I’m doing it.”

Mike had made his absolute final decision. He reaches into the pocket of his leather jacket and pulls out the E-Mail address he had written on a scrap of paper, The one that he found on the billboard in the town center. It’s the only way he can redeem himself, and the only way he can possibly become a better person.



He sits at his personal computer and writes the E-Mail, trying to make it sound as professional as possible.

“To Whom It May Concern, I had recently found an advertisement for your stables and I noticed that you were in need of someone that can work with horses. I’m writing to you because I am interested in the job. I know how to ride horses thanks to a girl I used to date in high school and I’m considered to be pretty good at it actually. I hope that you can give me the job and that I can start work soon.

-Michael Schaefer”




And within two days, he got a voicemail from a Mr. Jack Silver, owner of Six Gable Stables.

“Hi Michael, I’ve received your E-Mail and I am calling to tell you that you have the job! You see, I’m a man in my mid to late forties and I find it difficult to keep up with the horses, and I would really appreciate it if you were able to help me out a little. Six Gable Stables is quite a ways out into the country, but you’ll see it’s a very nice place.
I hope to meet you soon! Bye!



After he got the E-Mail, Mike put on his leather jacket and cowboy boots and rides his Harley-Davidson to the stables. It’s time for him to pay his debt to society and to hopefully reshape himself into an overall better person.



And pretty soon, he made it there. He saw that it was indeed a very nice place. In the center was a beautiful house that reminded him vaguely of “Little House on the Prairie” And to the right was the actual stable itself with several different types of horses.




Jack was waiting very patiently on the front porch to greet Mike and tell him his duties around the horse farm. He has taught stablehands for several years and every single one of them admired his fatherly approach to his employees. It has gotten to the point that they tell him everything that happens in their lives and he tries his absolute best to help them out.

“Hey there, kiddo. You must be Mike Schaefer.”
“(sigh) yep, that’s me.”
“Why don’t you come inside?”



Jack and Mike walk into the house. Mike is rather surprised at the down-home decorative style of the house. It actually makes him feel like he’s in an 1800s style ranch house, Very authentic to his viewpoint.

“How old are you, Kid?”
“I turned 24 in March, can you please stop calling me ‘kid’?”
“Ok, do you prefers Michael or Mike?”
“Just ‘Mike’ is fine.”



“So” Jack began. “What is this talk I hear about you being a good rider?”
“Well, I went out with this girl in High School who taught me how to ride horses. And right then and there I realized that I had a love for horses. They’re undoubtly the most gorgeous and graceful animals that God gave to us.”
“That’s good to hear you love horses. Not a lot of guys are willing to get in the saddle nowadays. I mean, if you look at horse movies, all of the main characters are girls! No offence to women, but guys should ride too!”
“I agree.”
“So anyway, your duties for this job are to take each horse for a ride each day. I’ll have other stablehands do the grooming and mucking out the stalls so you don’t have to, sound like a good start?”



“Yeah, it sounds good.”
“That’s great! I can just tell that you are going to like it here.”