A half-wild horse, a Celtic legend, and a teen trying to escape…
Regina Hamilton has three months to prove to the courts she can earn a living on her own and avoid going home to her abusive mother—a tall order for a teen with only her riding skills to rely on. Desperate to prove herself, Regina lands a job at an exclusive dressage barn. But when workers start to mysteriously disappear, she becomes ensnared in a web of lies and deceit. With time running out and unsure who to trust, Regina turns to an unlikely trio: an unusual boy who trains hawks, a reclusive professor of Celtic history, and a half-wild red mare. Together they form a bond that will be tested when a long-held secret exposes a much greater threat—and Regina’s the target. To save her horses and her life Regina may have to trust her enemies and betray her friends.
Inspired by everyday miracles, L.R. Trovillion weaves magical stories of hurting people who find hope through horses in her Maryland Equestrian Novel series. Although she earned a degree in Russian and spent a career in government service, her real love has been caring for and working with horses. That love shines through in her series, focusing on the healing power of horses in the lives of teens facing complex and sometimes dangerous family situations. Believing there is more to this world than meets the eye, she adds a dash of the supernatural to each story. L. R. Trovillion lives on a small horse farm in Maryland with her husband, daughter, and several animals that really run the place. Her other works have appeared in Baltimore magazine, Chicken Soup for the Soul, and various poetry anthologies.
There's a lot of speculation over what our life will look like going into the future. How it may be significantly changed, and for quite some time. I applaud all the adjustments people have made but I miss meeting face-to-face. This is particularly challenging with our writers critique group. There's nothing worse than a bunch of writers on ZOOM all talking at the same time. Mass confusion! This month we hope to meet at a pavilion outdoors in a local park (observing social distances and such). We're trying something new and I hope it works because I'm looking forward to seeing my friends who have helped and supported me so much along this writer's journey.
Horse Gods: The Dressage Rider’s Betrayal
But here, with Declan, I feel safe. At least safer than anywhere else. In the past month, I’ve even gotten used to Rosie and her mean stares. All the bad stuff melts away when I’m alone in the woods with Declan watching Rosie fly across the sky. He doesn’t talk much when he’s working the hawk, but that’s okay. I don’t always want to talk much, either.