This was groan worthy on a couple levels, but a week ago I took my tack into a shop to have them sell a couple of saddles on consignment for me. There was a mom and her two young boys in there. She was browsing, but the boys were goofing around. As I was standing at the counter talking to the store owner I heard the distinctive sound of a crop swishing through the air and landing against leather. The boys were delighted and started whacking everything in site trying to one up the other on noise output.
I on the other hand had shivers up and down my spine, and this hollow ache in my chest.
I on the other hand had shivers up and down my spine, and this hollow ache in my chest.