Flora couldn’t believe her luck. She had expected--like most sims in her generation--to rent forever. So when the opportunity arose to buy a home on the cheap in the mountains of Hidden Springs, she jumped at it. It had wiped out the entirety of her savings, but she could proudly say she was a homeowner at the age of 18. The house was rickety, as was the dust-ridden barn. The fireplace didn’t seem to work properly, and there was--at the moment of purchase--no stove. But it did come with, of all things, a horse. The owner had died shortly after purchasing the horse, an appaloosa named Bourbon. The realtor had promised Flora he’d be gone before move-in. Flora instead included the horse in her negotiations. She wasn’t used to living alone, after all, so a built in room mate--even one that didn’t pay rent--was welcome. Flora had gone horse riding before, back in Aurora Skies. For much of her freshman and sophomore years, she would spend her weekly allowance at the stabl
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