He was agitated and nervous, and only Max could calm him down when Emily was there, but even with Max, he wouldn’t let Emily near him. By the third trip, Emily was starting to have some difficulty keeping up her positive attitude, and she was getting frustrated. Not at Hercules but with herself, for being unable to reach him. In one weak moment she had even wondered if Aunt Debby and her dad had been right to limit her independence at the barn, but she’d quickly ditched that idea. Minor setbacks. She’d get through them. She always did. By the end of the day, Max wouldn’t even leave the ring, so she locked him in with Hercules and some food and water so the two of them would be taken care of for the night, at least feeling better that Hercules had a friend. Sapphire had been thoroughly entertained by all the trips back and forth, and he’d been excellent, not once trying to rip the lead shank out of her hand and bolt away. She’d taken off his wraps, and his legs were cool and not swollen, so she was confident there’d been no lasting damage from his romp around the ring.
What do You think about Hercules: A Matter Of Trust?
