Vincent POV
After a quick shower, the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the kitchen had me detour to grab a cup to go on my way out to the stables. I appreciate that timer on the coffee machine. Grandma set the coffee to start the brew for four am, knowing I was up early today and would need one.
It is still dark outside.
No one else should be up at this time because we went out last night; I am a little behind in the preparation for the arrival of the trainees. Dad told me he would be here before eight, with the four starting with him. This was a meet and greet, get to know each other. Some trainees will want to change what type of animal they wish to learn. Bulls are not for everyone. Often, Dad ends up with most of them, and if two stay on Bulls, I would call that a success.
I star
