Horse Shoes

Last night I got a call from Danny. I hadn't heard from her in a couple of days other than a quick text to tell me she would be in touch soon. I didn't really want to talk to her: with the romance gone from the situation, I don't really feel as inclined to put up with her ramblings and her stubborn viewpoints and hanging on the phone while she feeds the dog, talks to her roommate or neighbors, chases her roommate's kid or whatever the hell she might be up to at any given moment.
And we got into it about my intentions to buy a computer new online. I told her I wanted a 900 dollar (ish) computer from Cyberpower. She went totally ballistic and yammered on and on about how I should build my own, or better yet get her brother to do it for me.
I stood my ground as I am want to do; and she called me stubborn. She said "You're not listening" and "You don't hear what I'm saying". And I told her I was suddenly glad I was single because if we were in the same house as a couple I'd be needing to sleep on the couch or strangle her.
Well... she started going on about how she got paid but it was only a couple hundred bucks and she had to buy animal food (she has a horse, a dog and a chinchilla), and had only seven bucks left over. I asked her if she needed money for gas.
She said she really wished she could get shoes put on her horse, as she would like to ride but can't unless he has pads on his shoes. (he had a stone bruise and the vet recommended she not ride him without the pads.)
I said I'd send her enough to get him shod, and also get a tank of gas. It would be the second tank of gas I've bought for her. The first shoes, though.
We did have a nice conversation after that, she kept going on and on about how she would pay me back. I told her I NEVER loan money to anyone that I can't afford to lose, and I never expect to be paid back. I told her not to worry about it, as someone helped me when I was her age, and that she needed to pay it forward.
So tonight she called and left a message thanking me again, I didn't answer the phone. I don't want to talk to her: it stirs up too many emotions. But the message she left ... that voice. A voice from my past, and from my present. I dont' know if it is a voice from my future or not but I do know she'll be able to ride her horse soon.
And that made me feel pretty good.