Callie’s voice soared with delight. “I knew Queen and I were meant to be together!” She clapped her hands and laughed. “Huh?” It wasn’t the most intelligent response to Callie’s greeting, but Sam didn’t know what in the world Callie was talking about. “From the moment my eyes met Queen’s, there was a connection, a bond,” Callie said. Her hands cupped around her pendant, as if warming it. “When a problem came up this morning, logic told me to cancel the adoption. But I’d already rented the horse trailer and even though I had no place to take her, some sixth sense told me a way would be provided. And here you are!” A way would be provided. The phrase sounded otherworldly, as if Callie had expected something paranormal to happen. If that was the case, Sam knew she didn’t fit that description. Sam looked to Aunt Sue for help. Because she’d been a teacher for so long, she was usually pretty good at reading kids, but Aunt Sue’s frown showed she was equally puzzled.
