I can read and write French, due to learning it in school, but the oral part ... Ugly.So moving on swiftly, I moved down the coast to the Camargue and...thanks to a combination of research and suggestions by those in Marseille who ignored or forgave my linguistic butchery, I settled in a wonderful stables that was both close to the beach and home to several experienced ‘freestyle’ instructors. Freestyle is the common way to describe riding a horse without a bridle and often without a saddle.After. ." That was my brother," the girl said cutting Melissa off. "You hurt him." He ... he was going to hurt me!" Melissa said in defense, still not understanding how in the world she had hurt him.The girl's demeanor changed. "He tried to hurt you? Shit. What did he try?" No he didn't hurt me," Melissa said completely missing the meaning of the words. "He was going to. I know he was, so I told him I'd heard it all before, and told him to leave."The girl stood there for a minute and then shook her. I'm Harry. I guess I've spoiled them. I come every day and feed them. As soon as I sit on this bench, they come flocking around. Sorry if it disturbed you." Oh, it was no problem. It was kind of startling at the beginning, but it was fun to watch. You say you come here every day? Bye the way, my name is Joe."I put forth my hand and he took it to shake."Yup, everyday. If I didn't they would not get fed. I started it two years ago, right after my wife Mable died. After all the family left me. Steve was the only person at the party that knew we were at the party together. I looked around the room, then looked at Steve and made eye contact. I walked over a few steps and took a chair out of daughter’s view. I glanced around the room again and noticed there were guys on either side of her, two more guys sitting at small bar watching, and one sitting in chair by wall.She stayed laid back on the sectional; obviously either passed out or very wasted. Steve glanced at me again and when I.