He grunts in response and narrows his eyes at me. “Let me stop you right there.” He takes a few steps into the room and closes the door behind himself before pinning me with a downright frightening look. “Billie is the closest thing I’ve ever had to a daughter. And she’s out there right now sobbing in that horse’s stall. I know horses move on. Billie does too. But this isn’t about the horse, it’s about you.”
