Hunter Pace (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 7) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“Don’t tell me they are riding,” Mickey sighed.

“Of course they are,” I said. “Why wouldn’t they be?”

“Oh I don’t know, I just figured they would be too afraid to scratch up their precious show ponies.” Then her face fell. “Oh no,” she said.

And I knew then that she had figured it out.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

Mickey looked pale. I didn’t want her to freak out and make a scene in front of everyone. I wanted this hunter pace to be all professional and mature. But I knew she’d be justified if she did. Jess had other horses. Her black mare Beauty and the jumper from New York. She didn’t have to bring Hampton and rub him in Mickey’s face. It wasn’t really fair.

“You should have told me,” Mickey said, before turning and storming off to the barn.

Esther walked over with a handful of release forms. She was wearing her good breeches and a hunter green bandana around her hair that matched her polo shirt. She gave me a dirty look.

“You didn’t tell, her did you?” she said.

“I just couldn’t,” I sighed. “I guess I was hoping that they would pull out at the last minute. Go off to a real show. Why on earth would they be interested in riding in our stupid little hunter pace?”

“Why do you think?” Esther said.

“I know, I know,” I shook my head.

Fox Run was always out to prove that they were the best. They had the biggest barn filled with the most expensive horses in the area. They were out for blood. To prove that we may have been hosting the thing but that they were the better barn. The place people should go if they wanted to ride. If they won, it would totally defeat the idea of hosting the hunter pace to get Esther more clients because everyone would just go to Fox Run instead.

“You’d better go in and make sure Mickey isn’t doing anything stupid,” Esther said.

“Right,” I nodded as Esther directed the trailer to the designated parking area on the grass.

Mickey was in Willow’s stall, sobbing quietly into the mare’s mane. She was standing there patiently, a look on her sweet face that said she could provide far more moral support than I ever could.

“I really am sorry,” I said.

“It’s okay,” Mickey’s voice was muffled. “It’s my own fault.”

“It’s not just your fault,” I said gently. “Some of it was out of your control, like your parents money. They used you not wanting to ride after your accident as an excuse to get rid of your horse and make some quick cash.”

“You really think it wasn’t my fault?” she said, looking at me and wiping her eyes.

“Trust me,” I said. “I know all about the facts of life when it comes to money. You’ve always had it but I’ve never had any and I know the lengths that parents will go to when they are strapped for cash. Money makes people crazy.”

“But she’s going to ride him in front of me,” she said.

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