After that she and her father made a big pot of gumbo for lunch, and then Nina played with the cats for a while. Finally, though, she knew she couldn’t put it off any longer—it was time to check in with the Pony Post and let them know what had happened. When she signed on, there were a few messages from each of the other members asking how the show had gone. But none of the girls were live on the site at the moment. Nina was glad. It would be easier to get the story out all at once, without having to stop and explain things along the way. She opened a text box and typed fast, pouring out the whole sordid tale—stops, spooks, splits, and all. Well, almost all. She didn’t mention Brett, but she figured that was okay. She’d tell her friends about him whenever she figured out whether there was anything to tell. Once she’d hit send, she actually felt a little better. Her Pony Post friends would understand how she was feeling, if anyone would.
