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Weekends That Felt Like Freedom
The ranch visits were the one part of the week that made Calla feel steady again. Every Saturday, a dusty bus ride led to open fields with horses with knowing eyes and air that didn’t smell like disinfectant. The chores weren’t glamorous—scooping hay, brushing coats, scrubbing buckets—but they mattered.
Each kid earned a little, tucked away in an account with their name on it, like a quiet promise. It gave them purpose. It gave Calla something to look forward to. Out there, surrounded by hooves and fences and sky, she felt more like herself than anywhere else. Weekends meant more than escape—they meant becoming.
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