"Wow, that's right. You did say that, didn't you? How did you find this place?"

Catching sight of the paddock and the pasture beyond, she's enrapt. This is... like a dream. Like what I used to envision, playing with my plastic Breyer horses on my bedroom floor. But real. Even getting to just see this place is a phenomenal treat for her.

The snuffling of a horse pulls her from her daydream. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"