If there was one thing tha Cyrille accepted, it was that his horse, Sunshine, was a nervous wreck. Twitchy, shying at everything, prone to bolting at the least provocation.
He didn’t care. She was lovely and he’d never chose a different horse.
Still, when Sunshine’s behavior suddenly flipped on its head, Cyrille didn’t expect that it was anything more than a curse or a spell.
He certainly didn’t expect that it all went back to him.
