This time, it wasn’t trouble for her. It was trouble for Jill. Lisa heard one rider scream while the man who had been behind her on the trail yelled, “Look out!” She turned and instantly saw the danger. Jill had been in the process of dismounting from her horse when a breeze had shaken a coconut loose from the palm tree overhead. The large green fruit tumbled down, heading right for Jill’s horse, Tiger! Jill’s right foot was out of the stirrup and her leg was halfway over to the horse’s left side when the coconut struck Tiger on his rear. He jumped back first, then reared, nearly tossing Jill into the muddy dismounting area. That would have been all right. But, because Jill was a good rider, she somehow managed to get her right leg back over the horse and then she leaned forward, grasping for the horse’s mane while he reared. Lisa could see Jill clutching at Tiger’s mane and realized that she’d lost control of the reins. They had slipped over her horse’s head and there was no way Jill could reach them.
