Snippet #1350778

Marcus breathed a sigh, it was a beautiful day and though the stables seemed very empty now. Still, the sun brightened his spirits.

So he went on with his duties, mucking the stalls that still had horses in them, all three of them.... He also got to work brushing and grooming the horses, feeding them and the like. Yes, his job could get rather dull at times, but all the same he preformed it with energy. Still, some days he wished things where back to the way they once where. He grew tired of having no one to talk to, save his conversations with Miss Valerie, of course.

He sighed, he grew weary of waiting, killing time the whole day. He was beginning to wonder if he would no longer be needed soon. They had sold most of the horses, and he was beginning to fear for his job, his livelihood, The time he spent with Valerie... He shook his head, he needed to keep his thoughts in check, least they keep him from getting things done. Not that he would have minded to think about Miss Valerie, but he had things he needed to do! Why would the Montgomery's keep a stable boy that didn't do his job? Especially when they only had three horses in the first place! That would be absurd.

He wondered at times why he was even still working on the estate. Well, they obviously needed someone to care for the horses, but he highly doubted he was the best choice. Still he knew he shouldn't think on it too much, but well, he didn't have much else to do with his time anymore. He had to stay in the stables in case a member of the household, mostly Miss Valerie, wanted to ride.

Some days he wished he could do more than just barely read, maybe then he would be able to read to pass the time. He wondered if learning to read would be difficult...After a bit of deliberation he decided that it may be better if he get such thoughts out of his head, he simply did not have the resources.

He shook his head, his mother had always wished to educate him when he was a lad, though, obviously, that was not to be. He had, however, learned how not to speak like a ruffian. Though he still wished he could have gone to school...Maybe he would have had a chance to woo Miss Valerie if he where more educated... That was exactly why he should have just stopped thinking completely, he wasn't being payed to think, nor was he being payed to be friends with his employers. Though, no matter how he reminded himself of this, it never helped him much.

He decided he should take one of the horses out to get some exercise, yes, that was a good idea.