explained James. “It’s about history!” Bean and I both looked at him blankly. I was beginning to think everyone was bonkers today. Except me, of course. “You said it would be a shame if these farm buildings were torn down,” James said to Bean. ...
I whispered as we bobbed along behind Bambi, “Drummer, I’ve forgotten it.” “What?” Drummer yelled. There was no need for him to whisper. “The routine. It’s gone. Help me!” I heard Drummer groan. That’s supportive, I thought. ...
I’d had Drummer tacked up for over half an hour. You can imagine how he felt about that! “Hi there, Pumpkin!” shouted Dad, once he’d parked the car next to Sophie’s luxury horse trailer. I’m probably getting a bit old to be called that. I mean, it had been OK when I was six. Would Dad still be ca...
When I told Katy and Bean about the race, they were appalled—but not in the way I thought they would be. “How could you go and watch?” asked Katy. “How could you possibly want to see those poor horses?” “I had to find out whether Falling Snow won or...
I’d tossed and turned all night thinking about Catriona caring for Drummer. Why did it have to be her? Why couldn’t it have been anyone, anyone else? Dee-Dee, James, Leanne—even ancient Mrs. Bradley with Henry would be an improvement on Cat. Katy had obviously been desperate. It wasn’t until I’d ...