In Their Footsteps & Thief Of Hearts - Plot & Excerpts
“Look at her, the poor thing,” Beryl said and sighed. “She hasn’t been run nearly enough, and I think she’s going quite insane. You’ll have to exercise her for me.” “Me? On the back of that…that maniac?” Jordan snorted. “I’m much too fond of my own neck.” Beryl hobbled over to the stall on her crutches. At once Froggie poked her head over the door and gave Beryl an insistent want-to-go-running nudge. “Oh, but she’s such a pussycat.” “A pussycat with a foul temper.” “And she so badly needs a good, hard gallop.” Jordan looked at his sister, who was wobbling unsteadily on leg cast and crutches. She seemed so pale and In Their Footsteps 253 thin these days. As if those long weeks in the hospital had drained something vital from her spirit. A bit of pallor was to be expected, of course, considering all the blood she’d lost, all the days of pain she’d suffered after the operation to pin her shattered femur. Now the leg was healing well, and the pain was only a memory, but she still seemed only a ghost of herself.
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