Virginia's Run Page #4

actually... Virginia.

Does she ride?

No, but she knows her way

around horses pretty well.

Well, I could probably use

the help, but it's not really

my call... you'll have

to speak to Mr. Raines.

Oh, I've already spoken to him,

but he said

that it was up to you.

She's a great kid,

she really is.

She practically

runs the household.

See, she lost her mom

about three years ago,

so she's the one who's had

to take up most of the slack.

I'm sorry.

Thanks... it's, uh,

it's something

you learn to deal with.

Send her over.

Great. I'll have her

here this afternoon.

Bye.

I appreciate this. Thank you.

She'll be so excited.

Let me down!

Let me down right now!

I will not raise a daughter who

doesn't talk, who doesn't smile

and who feels sorry

for herself 24 hours a day.

It's my life. I can do

whatever I want with it!

Who's she, Dad?

Her name is Jessie Eastwood.

She's very nice.

I'm sure she's delightful.

OK, out you go.

She's expecting you.

What? Is it going to be

the fireman's carry again?

Git.

Her hip is a little short.

She's not getting

under her back end.

You'll have to teach

her to overstride.

Move.

- Are you Virginia Lofton?

- Yeah.

Your dad didn't tell me

you're a know-it-all.

Just trying to point out

a few particulars

so that the horse moves better.

You know how to saddle one up?

Do I look like

I was born yesterday?

I'll tell you that

in about 30 minutes.

Take Princess in the barn.

Grab a couple of helmets.

Good horse.

She has a soft mouth.

I think we've already met.

- When?

- A couple of nights ago.

You and your horse nearly

landed on top of my car.

My dad sold Twister to

Mr. Raines after Mom's accident.

I guess he just didn't want

her around to remind him.

He told me he never wanted

to see me on a horse again.

It's been almost three years.

So, you ride at night?

Stormy was my horse. Even

though he didn't belong to me,

I know that's how he felt, too.

So, what do we do now?

What you do is clean

out the stables. Come on.

Hey, Dad.

Hello, Virginia.

PB-and-J and a beer?

You're missing out on some

of the major food groups

there, Dad.

Uh-huh.

So, um, how does

toasted burrito sound?

I think we got all the fixings.

Mmm... yep. Here we are.

So, how did work go today?

Great. Miss Eastwood's

real nice.

You know,

you were right about her.

Mm-hmm.

What did you do?

Stuff around the barn, stable.

Cleaned up, oiled some tack.

That's it?

That's about it.

You didn't, by any chance,

happen to do any riding,

did you?

I saw you, Virginia.

I ride because I love it...

and it reminds me of Mom.

What's wrong with that?

Look, I know

she's not coming back!

I know that!

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