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A Horse Called Bicycle, The Polo Diaries Book 2

Roxy found love . . . but is it enough?
In the second installment of the Polo Diaries series, polo player

Roxy goes back to Argentina a year after the events in Single in Buenos Aires, filled with dreams of settling down with the man she loves. This time, once again, Argentina is full of surprises and things are not what they appear to be. Or maybe they’re exactly what they’re meant to be, as a fortune-teller informs her.

Roxy takes a leap of faith and follows her dreams once again. She spends time at glamorous party venues of Buenos Aires and travels to the rough and wild pampas. Along the way, Roxy’s friends support and champion her quest for love, but when things get out of hand, Roxy realizes she needs to listen to her own inner voice and must make a hard choice. Two paths open in front of her, each one with far-reaching consequences. Which will she choose?

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An Excerpt to whet your appetite:

Context: After she suffers a polo accident and breaks her collarbone, polo player Roxy calls a clairvoyant in an attempt to find out what why the accident happened and what she can do to avoid such accidents in the future. The lady with a crystal – which is how Roxy calls her team of astrologists, fortune tellers and healers – does not want to talk about the accident but tries to steer the conversation towards the recent breakup that Roxy went though urging her to find a reconciliation with her ex-boyfriend.

There’s only one answer to this question under the current circumstances—call a lady with a crystal. And luckily I have an appointment booked with lady number one and I expect it’ll cost me about a hundred dollars. Expensive but still a good deal for moments like this, when one doesn’t know what to do with one’s life.

Lady number one is the same lady who told me Rodrigo was the man of my life. I didn’t agree with her last time we spoke, but now I’m coming to her with a new problem—my broken bone, the fifth one in three years. Why does this happen? And what can I do to stop this pattern?

The lady with a crystal doesn’t want to talk about my bone, though. She wants to talk about Rodrigo. In her deep and caring voice she asks me if I’ve seen him. No, I haven’t. Why not? He’s never been in touch after that emotional Adios message, and because in the meantime I’ve broken a bone.

“But why didn’t you call him?”

“Because I’ve broken a bone,” I say again. “And had surgery. And actually I want to talk about the bone.”

“Are you sure you don’t want Rodrigo back? He’s the man of your life and you can still make up with him and—”

“No, I don’t.”

I tell her I don’t want to get back with him. That I’ve taken him out of my mind, one word at a time, hitting a ball on a polo field before I fell and broke—my bone! Why do I break my bones?

“But maybe you want to meet up with him one more time? Just to see what he has to say? And maybe see how you feel?” she suggests.

“I can’t meet up with him. I’m in bed. With a broken bone! And Doc doesn’t let me get out of bed, and—”

“Are you sure about this? He does love you, after all.”
“And what if he strangles me? When I meet him? Assuming he’ll want to meet, which I’m not at all sure he will. Sol says women die in this country, and have you heard about Ni una menos? Do you know how many women get killed by ex-boyfriends in Argentina? Do you understand that I feel this guy isn’t right for me and that I’m over him?” I am trying hard not to shout at her.

“But he’s not over you.”

I’m seriously losing my patience with this lady and her crystal. Maybe Rodrigo is secretly paying her to plead his cause.

I’m telling her that as far as I’m concerned, Rodrigo’s wishes right now matter far less than the shit of the horse I fell off. And that I don’t want to talk about him. Hear me? He’s gone from my life. What’s left is one broken bone, with a big metal implant attached with eight screws, and one unanswered question as to why this is happening to me.

She pauses. I sense she gets it that one more plea for Rodrigo will result in a broken phone line. She finally agrees to talk about my bone.

“This happens to you because the power of your thoughts has gone wrong. Like a boomerang, all the negative thoughts you send out there will come back to you.”

I tell her that I’m not aware I’m sending any negative thoughts out there. I’m expecting her to mention Rodrigo again, and I get ready to hang up just in case, but, no, she can probably sense I’ve reached my limit in that respect.

“You sent negative thoughts to Jim. Six months ago.”

The guy she mentions was a colleague at work. She knows about him because six months ago we had a session and I told her about him and the trouble I had with him. The situation was long ago resolved, and Jim and I had remained in polite contact ever since.

“What?” I doubt I’ve heard correctly. Or maybe it’s the painkillers. Maybe they interfere with my ability to understand.

“It’s because the negative thoughts you had about Jim have come back to you,” she repeats.

I’ve definitely heard correctly.

“And they made me fall from that horse and break my collarbone in five pieces?” I check again, just in case there’s still a misunderstanding.

“Yes, precisely. It’s because of the power of your own negative thoughts that you have broken your bone.”

Yes. Right. I take a deep breath and I ask her how much I owe her for this session. She tells me it’s free because I was in an emergency situation and she wanted to help. She hoped she could.

I thank her and hang up. I think she’s actually helping. Although dizzy with painkillers, I’m pretty clear about one thing—I’ll never call her again. I hope her crystal tells her this, so I won’t have to explain. And maybe this is precisely the kind of help I need right now.

About Roxana Valea

Roxana Valea was born in Romania and lived in Italy, Switzerland, England and Argentina before settling in Spain. She has a BA in journalism and an MBA degree. She spent more than twenty years in the business world as an entrepreneur, manager and management consultant working for top companies like Apple, eBay, and Sony. She is also a Reiki Master and shamanic energy medicine practitioner.

As an author, Roxana writes books inspired by real events. Her memoir Through Dust and Dreams is a faithful account of a trip she took at the age of twenty-eight across Africa by car in the company of two strangers she met over the internet. Her following book, Personal Power: Mindfulness Techniques for the Corporate World is a nonfiction book filled with personal anecdotes from her consulting years. The Polo Diaries series is inspired by her experiences as a female polo player–traveling to Argentina, falling in love, and surviving the highs and lows of this dangerous sport.

Roxana lives with her husband in Mallorca, Spain, where she writes, coaches, and does energy therapies, but her first passion remains writing.

Website – https://www.roxanavaleaauthor.com




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