The morning was fresh and the breeze pleasant. “Everybody, pair up,” Charlie said. “This morning we’re going to drive in tandem, then this afternoon, we’re going to hitch up Pindar and Aries and practice driving a pair. I’ll take Sean with me. Jake, you take Mickey. That leaves Mary Anne and Hank.” “Can’t we drive Terror instead of one of the draft horses?” Mary Anne asked. “Not this morning. You can drive Terror after lunch when the others are working the team.” “Who’ll drive with me?” “Time for your solo run, I think.” Mary Anne’s eyes widened. “I can’t.” “You can’t drive that little pipsqueak?” Sean said. “He gives you any trouble, pick him up and toss him on his little pony tush.” “Can’t Sean come with me this afternoon?” she begged. “Okay, either he will or I will.”
