Through Gigi’s Eyes

The sky was filled with shades of pink, red, with flecks of blue. It looked like a rainbow.

My mom and I sat on a hill as the sun was setting…Jazz, my beloved chestnut pony, stood next to me. I was holding his reins when my mom shared the news.

“Gigi, Daddy passed away,” she said. I was surprised, because I thought after all this time away the doctors would have cured him and he would come home. I was wrong.