Tiffany laughed the loudest.
From the darkness emerged a horse the color of charcoal, eyes burning like amber coals. Astride it sat a man—or something that wore a man's shape. His sombrero was low, his jacket tattered leather, and his smile… his smile was a crack in the world. tiffany watson- juan el caballo loco
The story went like this: a century ago, a wild-eyed horseman named Juan had fallen in love with a woman who spurned him. On the night of the full moon, he rode his stallion off the edge of the canyon, vowing to return and take the heart of any woman who dared to love another. Locals avoided the old bridle path after dark. Tourists laughed. Then they left town with strange bruises on their necks and no memory of the night before. Tiffany laughed the loudest