Where's Trixi?

One time Trixi and I ran away. We aere horse crazy and stifled by our parents so one of us got the brilliant idea that we would take off and go to Kentucky to see the Thoroughbred foals. It was spring and all things seemed possible.

We spent the next few weeks packing on the sly and doing odd jobs. Then one morning we met up at school, walked out of school, caught a ride and headed to Kentucky with $167.59 between the two of us. We were sixteen and in love with the lure of change.