“Smokey, I feel different.”
Smokey glanced over at him. “Yeah? What’s different?”
“I have finally let go of my anger. I have forgiven my mom.”
“Good choice, Pachelbel.”
“Choice?” Hunter asked, confused.
“Yeah. Anger’s a choice. Anger makes ya weak. So choosing it always hurts ya one way or the other. We get to choose how we will respond to every event and circumstance. Remember when I told ya ‘bout the two sides of a horse’s brain?”
“Yeah. The thinking side and the reacting side.”
“That’s right. Training the horse teaches him to think instead of just react. Well, with people, anger is one of those responses we use when we are just using our reacting side of the brain. Forgiveness takes a lot of thinkin’ and choosin’.”
Hunter nodded. That made sense in a cowboy wisdom sort of way.
“So, what are you going to do about it?”
“I already did. I wrote a letter to my mom.”
A crooked smile appeared on Smokey’s face, and he reached over and knocked Hunter’s hat off his head. “Proud o’ you boy. Right proud o’ you.”
Sally chose that moment to give Hunter a nudge with her head. Smokey erupted in laughter. “Guess Sally’s proud o’ ya, too!”
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