Dark Horse (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 23) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

I worked Socks almost every day just like nothing had changed. He was doing really well since the Talent Scout clinic and I could see that he’d make a really good member of the Junior Olympic team. Nyx wouldn’t. Dad continued to teach me on him but he wouldn’t let us near the water jump and when he placed a Liverpool spread beneath an oxer, Nyx tried his sliding stop and buck trick again. This time I was ready for him, bracing my feet in the stirrups and grabbing a big handful of his thick mane. He didn’t toss me off but it wasn’t because he didn’t want to.

“So he doesn’t like water,” I said. “We just don’t put him in any classes with water jumps.”

“At his level all the classes have water jumps,” Dad said. “If he won’t even go over a Liverpool then we can’t use him.”

“I guess,” I said.

I knew Dad was right but I continued to ride Nyx anyway. The horse was still unpredictable but I wanted to understand him. And I wanted to know what he did to the other girls, the one he’d injured and the one he killed. Was it just the water or was it something else? Dad’s friend Bill hadn’t got back to him yet and now that Dad didn’t want to buy the horse he didn’t seem to care. As far as he was concerned, Nyx would go down south with Denora after the Halloween show but I still wanted to know what had happened in his past.

At night, locked in my room, I scoured the internet for news stories about the big black horse that stood in my barn. It was all I could think about, like I was possessed by his past. I wanted to know what had happened. No, I needed to know. Maybe it was because my sister had been killed in a horse riding accident or perhaps it was because Halloween was inching closer and with it all manner of ghost stories hung thick in the air. But I couldn’t find anything. It seemed like some stories were too horrible to share. Or else they were buried in the recesses of the internet, too deep for me to find them. In the end I decided to go to the source. I called Denora. She didn’t answer so I left a long, rambling message.

“Hey Denora, its Emily, from Fox Run,” I added awkwardly. “You know, where Nyx is being stabled?”

I figured I’d better mention it because we hadn’t seen or heard from her since she dropped the horse off. I was almost afraid that she’d dumped him on us just like Missy’s friend had done with Jupiter.

“I was just hoping to get some more information on your horse’s past like his show record and if anything had ever happened to him, you know like if he’d been in any accidents or anything. Anyway, let me know. Thanks so much. Bye.”

I hung up the phone feeling like an idiot.

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