“Monique, not so fast!” I worriedly shouted, so she could hear it in the wide yard. But she didn't seem to hear me, or maybe she was really refusing to listen.
She was maneuvering a horse, and she was doing it aggressively and riding fast. I worried that she might fall, or worse, break a bone, if the horse didn't match her energy.
“It's alright. She knows what she's doing, and she's a pro when it comes to horseback riding,” Eusebeo Alvarez, who was so relaxed, told me.
I looked at him. He was smiling while watching his daughter, and he even seemed proud and prideful of her. There wasn't any hint of worry because he seemed to know his daughter so well, and he knew she was good at this, and she wouldn't get bruised.
“Don't worry, okay? Monique has been an expert horseback rider since she
