Date: 2014-01-06 01:20 am (UTC)
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"You could say that yeah," he nodded. "My family - we run a horse farm, a big one. We breed race horses. So I was usually on the farm or at school or something. If I traveled, it was to help take the horses to auction or to see how one of our sells did and get more clients."

He shrugged his shoulders. He had traveled around the world, almost - Japanese, England, the Middle East. Any place their horses would sell, he had gone with his father, but there had never been much chance to make friends. Most of the men they dealt with were much older, after all.

"What about you? Did you live around here or did you come from far away too?"

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