"Sure," Jo said, smiling. "But, I don't know how to ride." She remembered her unpleasant visit to the stables with her father—before she had been a runaway, of course. Her smile turned grim as she remembered how the horse had bucked, tossing her off. The next thing she remembered was waking up in the hospital. It had been a bad idea to ride a horse that was a bit new to the stables, as her father explained to her. She had been 10 then and she had never ridden another horse, in her life. Just because one horse had tossed her off.
OOC: Finally! A longer post!
OOC: Finally! A longer post!