Saddled (The Stables Trilogy #3) - Plot & Excerpts
Easy, because she’d been restless all night. Her eyelids jumped open. But hard because, as she rose and stretched, she felt the physical duress caused by sleeping on a pallet of hay. They hay protected her from the concrete floor, but it offered little comfort or support. Even wrapped in her blanket, the itch from it had kept her sleep light when it did finally come. She could hear stirring in the other stalls and knew she wasn’t the only one. It was strange, after being in a room, alone, for so long to wake in a stable filled with other women. Even if they weren’t speaking, there was a hushed awareness that she wasn’t alone, that she wasn’t in a soft, warm space; that she was naked in a stable. Obvious? Yes, but it felt obvious in the way her knees creaked and her back popped as she stood. Her toes felt tingly and numb-- they’d escaped from her blanket sometime in the night. Maple went to her bucket and relieved herself, grabbing a handful of hay to clean herself.
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