Slade had taught them well. They were thorough, murmuring to the horses the whole time and drawing gentle nudges at their pockets where both had stored pieces of apple. “Stop it,” Jamie said, laughing when one curious nudge almost landed him on his backside in the dirt. “You’ll get your treat when I’m done.” The horse whinnied in response, clearly unhappy about being put off. Jamie finally gave a resigned shrug and pulled out a chunk of apple, then held it out in his open palm. The horse took it daintily, but seconds later the filly was back for more. “If I keep feeding you, you’re going to be too fat to gallop,” Jamie chided her. The horse’s only response was to try to burrow her nose into his pocket. Grace laughed at their war of wills. She prayed that life could go on being like this for Jamie, simple and uncomplicated after years of having too many worries on his young shoulders. He’d been barely older than Josh was now when he’d concluded it was up to him to see that he and his brother were reunited for their birthdays, no matter what the system did to separate them.
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