But this time I was in control.His hooves tore up the road, clods of dirt spraying in his wake. The wind whipped my hair free of its bindings and dark red locks streamed behind me. I threw my head back and whooped to the sky. I embraced the danger, I craved the adrenaline, I needed the speed.And, for a moment of suspended time, I pretended that I was flying.Even more, I pretended that I was free.
-Becky Moynihan
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