You had wanted to learn how to ride a horse.

So when Dutch had approached you about doing just that, you had practically jumped at the chance and barely took the time to listen to any advice they tried to give you.

The sun was setting. The boys had gathered to watch you ride; fall mainly.

Dutch would have been worried but each time you laughed and got back on. At the end, he approached you, a proud grin on his face and he took off his hat, placing it firmly on your head.

"Atta girl."