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fandomtownies2010-10-25 02:30 pm
justlike_a_girl) wrote in fandomtownies2010-10-25 02:30 pm
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The Gig, Monday
Dani had gotten another phone call from her father this morning. Ken Davis had used the opportunity to express his disappointment in his daughter and her lack of progress in getting her racing license back by sucking up to people.
"It was all his fault, anyway. He's the one who bought out my business partner in California and took over my stable," she grumbled to the horses as she took out her anger on a hay bale by stabbing it with a pitchfork. "And I'm not the one who made all those shady business deals that got him sent to prison! When I took over Davis Farms, he had cleaned out our bank accounts. I'm the one who made the stable profitable again, and he said that I'm not doing enough to get back into the business? I hate him!"
The Gig was open. Don't worry, though. Only the hay bales are in danger of getting destroyed.
"It was all his fault, anyway. He's the one who bought out my business partner in California and took over my stable," she grumbled to the horses as she took out her anger on a hay bale by stabbing it with a pitchfork. "And I'm not the one who made all those shady business deals that got him sent to prison! When I took over Davis Farms, he had cleaned out our bank accounts. I'm the one who made the stable profitable again, and he said that I'm not doing enough to get back into the business? I hate him!"
The Gig was open. Don't worry, though. Only the hay bales are in danger of getting destroyed.