A Friend From the Fields
"Here she is." Said the young girl as she led the doctor to the barn, "Can you fix her?" Her tone was so hopeful and young.
"Well, I can certainly try." Said the veterinarian. "But, young girl, I can't promise." He said to her.
At his words, her head bowed as she stared at her white mare who lay on her side in the barn. The mare she had grown up with and yet it was already the horse's time. Unknowingly she began to pull at the hem of her blue dress, the one her mother made for her before she passed away.
"She's just sick, right? Just a cold..." The tears began to slowly fall from the girl's cheeks.
"Shawnnie?" Her father's hands gripped her shoulders tightly but gently as he traced the girl's gaze. "She's going to be fine." He said to her.
"Stop lying to me!" Shawnnie screamed to her father as her vision became blurry, emotions running through her eight-year-old body.
She turned from the two men and ran out of the barn. All she could see was green as she ran through the fields beside the farm her family had owned. After what seemed like forever her legs began to buckle and ache, her head was pounding and she was out of breath. She couldn't take it. She fell to her knees, the vibrant green grass cool on her bare legs. She felt tired as she looked up to the cloudless sky. It was so quiet and beautiful out in the field. No father to tell her what to do. No animals to take care of. No eggs to gather. She loved it. The sun was warm as it beat down. A small breeze flowed past her, her blonde hair barely moving. As far back as she could remember, she and her mother would come to this field and lay down on the grass until the sun would set. So that's what she did and before she knew it, she had dozed off.
What awoke her was the light breathing on her face. Her eyes fluttered open and what met her was a young mare with caramel-colored fur and a dark mane. Dark chocolate eyes stared into her green ones. They both stopped and stared at each other for a long moment before the horse reeled back with surprise, a quiet but high-pitched whinny following. The young girl stared at the mare with amazement, she had never seen such a beautiful horse. "Friends?" Shawnnie reached out her hand towards the creature. Slowly but surely it gave in and cautiously made it's way over to her, sniffing her hand.
"Father! Father!" Shawnnie shouted as she burst through the front door.
"Shawnnie? What is it?" His eyes wide as he found her.
"Come! Come look!" She squealed with excitement as she fled out the door.
Her father rushed out and sighed in relief when he saw the mare.
"Ain't she pretty?" Shawnnie asked as she was practically bouncing up and down.
"Why yes, she is." Her father said as he tipped his hat to her.
"I found her in the field! Can we keep her? Please?" Shawnnie's eyes were wide as the words left her mouth, which held a bright smile.
"You found a friend in the field, huh?"
"I guess I did!" She tottered on her heels. "I think I'll name her Emmy!" The girl grinned at the horse who seemed to be smiling right back at her. "My Emmy!"