Toni Mari (Author)
Seventeen-year-old Jane found the horse of her dreams—or so she thought. Windsong has the breeding, training, and the flashy good looks to win medals at national competitions, and Jane figures she’ll point him down the centerline and waltz back out, stuffing blue ribbons into her tack trunk. He was a tall, black, imported Swedish Warmblood; he was Grand Prix trained; he was the epitome of elegance and fire breathing dragon. She nearly fainted when she had to get on him the first time, but she did it. It was getting off that had her landing on her backside in the dirt. She’s not sure she can ride a horse like Windsong, maybe she wants to go back to riding boring, reliable Paddy.