On a quiet afternoon, the mounted police made their usual patrol stop at a small neighborhood park. Children laughed, parents snapped photos, and for a moment, life slowed down under the warm light of the setting sun. Among the calm, a moment unfolded that no one would forget.
A young girl in a wheelchair approached the officers. Her wide eyes locked onto Luna, a tall chestnut mare whose coat gleamed in the golden light. Her mother stood beside her, gently holding the wheelchair, as the girl leaned forward, captivated by the gentle horse.
Seeing this, one of the officers, Officer Martinez, knelt beside her. “Would you like to pet him?” he asked, nodding toward Luna. The girl reached out, her fingers trembling as she touched the horse’s soft muzzle. A quiet stillness settled around them, broken only by the sound of leaves rustling and the horse’s calm breathing.
Just as the officer was about to share Luna’s story, the girl whispered something unexpected.
“Luna. You’re supposed to find me.”
Officer Martinez was taken aback. He had heard many things during his time in law enforcement, but this felt different. He gently asked her to repeat what she had said.
Looking up, the girl explained, “I dreamed about her. And you. You told me to keep believing.”
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