The Curse Of The Blue Tattoo by Meyer Louis A

The Curse Of The Blue Tattoo by Meyer Louis A

Author:Meyer, Louis A. [Meyer, Louis A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adventure, Mystery, Fantasy, Young Adult, Romance, Historical, Humor
ISBN: 9780152054595
Amazon: 0152054596
Barnesnoble: 0152054596
Goodreads: 295654
Publisher: Graphia
Published: 2005-01-02T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 22

J. Faber

General Delivery

U.S. Post Office

Boston, Massachusetts, USA

October 18,1803

Dear Jaimy,

We’re back at the school, Amy and me, and I’m mooning out the window, watching the clouds roll by like great big puffy sailing ships and putting together in my mind the stuff I’m gonna tell you about in this letter. All about Amy’s farm, Dovecote, and how beautiful it is and what a great time I had there. And about how on Sunday, after church—can you believe it, Jaimy, the place is so big it has its own little chapel—after church, they put a saddle on the Sheik, he’s this big Thoroughbred, and were walking him around the paddock just to give him a little exercise, and after a little begging, they let me get up on him and you wouldn’t believe how big he is and how strong. He’d a little jockey-type saddle on him, the kind where the stirrups are real high so that your knees are right up by your chin when you’re sitting, but you don’t sit, you stand in the

stirrups and put your bottom in the air and your face over the horses neck. Or rather, your limbs and derriere and visage. I’m trying, Jaimy, lam trying to become a lady, even though I ain’t in the lady school anymore.

Anyway, we’re walking around and around and I’m thinking of kicking him up to a trot, what could it hurt after ail, when a breeze comes up and the paddock gate swings open because it wasn’t latched proper. Now, I swear it wasn’t me that took the horse out that gate, that it was the horse his own willful self, but nobody believes me, but one thing for sure, we are out and gone. The Sheik gathered himself and leaped straight into a full gallop and we were off across the yard and down the road, my face bein’ whipped by his flyin’ mane, my lower limbs clutchin’ his back, and we fly. How we did fly!

We were pounding down the road and I saw the main racecourse up ahead and I managed to steer him toward it ‘cause I thought it’d be better to run him there ‘cause I didn’t want him stepping in a hedgehog hole out in the fields and breaking one of his precious legs, and we got on the track and I knew this is a place he knew real well ‘cause he got right up against the rail and he flew, Jaimy, he flew! The white fence posts flickered by in the corner of my eye as he roared along, hooves pounding and throwing up great clots of turf and the foam from his mouth and the snot from his nose blowing in my face but I didn’t care for wasn’t I having the ride of my very life!

Once around, twice, and still he showed no signs of wanting to stop but I thought it might be best that he don’t burst his noble heart just now and I



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