Winter Blues (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 3) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-01-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“I hate my mom,” I said.

It was Sunday morning and I’d arrived at the barn early, worried about the horses after their adventures the night before. Mickey obviously had the same thought as her mom was just dropping her off as I rode my bicycle down the drive.

“I know,” Mickey said. “But you’ll love her again tomorrow. That’s how mother, daughter relationships are.”

“No, I won’t,” I said.

“What did she do this time?”

“She sent Uncle Carl away.”

I stopped at Bluebird’s gate and called him to come for breakfast.

“Why did she do that?” Mickey asked, leaning on the fence.

“Because he supports my riding and she doesn’t.”

“That’s so mean,” Mickey said.

“That’s my mom,” I said.

Bluebird came for his grain, looking tired and cold. There was a chill in the air this morning. A weak front had blown through and the sky was a crisp, clear blue. In another week it was supposed to dip down to freezing. For a Florida horse, that was cold. I thought it was pretty cold too and I wasn’t looking forward to it.

“This weather good, yes?” Helga said, adjusting her hot pink t-shirt as we walked into the barn.

“No,” I shook my head but Mickey just laughed at me, shivering in my sweater. She liked the cold weather too.

“I check on horses last night. They all fine,” Helga said.

“Thanks,” I smiled.

Between worrying about the horses and Uncle Carl leaving, I hadn’t got much sleep and when I did I had horrible dreams. Bluebird running down the road, his lead rope tangled round his legs. Harlow jumping out of his paddock and landing wrong on his leg, crumbling to the ground as his suspensory gave way. It had been a relief when it was finally time to get up and go to the barn and I’d managed to sneak out before my mother or Derek had woken up.

“But,” Helga said, looking sad. “I only here one week extra.”

“What?” Mickey and I yelped.

“I go home soon,” she said.

“Go home? But you can’t. We need you,” I said.

“Does that mean Esther is coming back?” Mickey asked hopefully.

“I no hear from poor Esther,” Helga said.

As we stood there in the barn amid muck tubs and pitchforks, I felt the bottom of my world drop out. Helga may have been unorthodox in her hot pants and cowboy boots but she helped us all improve our riding and she’d been a sort of security blanket in case anything bad happened. Now we were supposed to take care of everything on our own?

“Esther said when you finish school, I go back.”

“No,” Mickey shook her head. “You have to stay.”

“I wish it possible,” Helga said. “But impossible.”

“What are we going to do?” Mickey asked as Helga went into the office. “How can she do this to us?”

“I don’t think she wants to leave,” I said. “But it looks like she has to and we’re going to have to get on with it and take care of things until Esther comes back.”

“I don’t think she’s ever coming back,” Mickey sighed, throwing herself down on a horse blanket.

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