You stare at the piece of paper for a few seconds. What?! Danny's house was now yours? You continue to read the message from Danny.
"Just do me a favour, okay, Take care of Zayna for me."
Several gears click into place within your mind as you remember Danny's pet horse, and the various picture he had sent you of her. She was mainly white, with a few grey areas here and there, and was pretty damn big, at six foot six, although Danny could have been exaggerating her height slightly. Danny had also showed you several videos of him riding her, usually taken via camera mounted on helmet, during which he would usually pet her golden yellow mane as a reward for completing a particularly hard jump, or for managing to gallop much faster than usual.
"Don't worry, Zayna's perfectly fine with new people. My scent is on the letter, and I don't know if horses can smell all that well, but if you bring it with you she should figure out that you're connected to me.
Oh, yeah, my contact information is on another piece of paper in the living room. Just look left to the T.V, and you'll find it.
-Danny"
Deciding to note down Danny's new contact info, you walk into the living room, and retrieve the piece of paper when something catches your eye. A tiny portion of a piece of paper is poking out from underneath the stand for Danny's plasma screen T.V., which you retrieve.
Unfolding it, you begin to read.
"I'm sorry, [your name], but I haven't been entirely truthful with you. Yes, I will be gone for a long time. But it's Zayna that I'm talking about. She...isn't like other horses, she...
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