When I was growing up on the ranch my parents ran, I was always the one who could gentle any horse that came our way. I didn't always understand when I was younger that it was something special that I could do, and that not all the horses were safe for everybody. But my eldest sister, Rachel, she told me one day when they came back to the ranch to visit, after our sister Rose got hurt by a horse I thought was safe, that it was still something good, something special. A horse-charmer, she called me.
It only works on horses, not people. It took me too long to leave Amestris and go looking for my brother, with the hope that it hadn't been too long, because I didn't know where else my children and I could go anymore. I have two, a fourteen year old boy, Josiah, (childhoods_end) and nine-year-old Abigail.
“You're just a bee charmer, Idgie Threadgoode. That's what you are, a bee charmer.” - Fried Green Tomatoes
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