Kelpie Curse: A Feyland Urban Fantasy Tale (The Celtic Fey Book 2) by Marshall Roz

Author:Marshall, Roz [Marshall, Roz]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Eden Press
Published: 2016-06-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

"AYE." PHEMIE'S VOICE was muffled by the underside of the vehicle, but a moment later she shot out from underneath it, lying on her back on a trolley board. Blinking in the sunlight, she sat up. "Land Rover's playing up again." She stood up, dusted off her trousers, then turned her wrist. "Oh my! Is that the time? I'm so sorry, lass, I didn't realise how late it'd got. Are you all ready?"

Corinne nodded.

Phemie grimaced. "I don't think she's going to start. She's temperamental at the best of times. I really need to get a new one, but…" She raised a shoulder. "I'm sorry. I won't be able to take you to the show after all. I hope you didn't take too much trouble."

The girl looked dismayed, and Phemie felt guilty.

It's my fault for suggesting she go to the show. "Perhaps someone else could give you a lift?"

Corinne shook her head. "I wouldn't want to ask."

Phemie could understand that. Sonya might have a big fancy lorry but she didn't have the kindest of hearts. "Aye, maybe you're right."

Noticing the oil stains on her arms for the first time, Phemie started walking towards the house. "I need to clean up." She'd wasted the entry fees for her Jacobs, but perhaps she could cadge a lift from one of the other farmers and scope out the competition for next year. "Sorry again about your horse."

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"That's okay," said Corinne, trying to muster a fake smile for the farmer. But it wasn't really. Disappointment grumbled in her belly. If only she was old enough to drive herself to the show. But, even though it was her birthday soon, she'd have to wait another year until she'd be seventeen and old enough to learn to drive. Until then she was reliant on others.

Turning back to the main farmyard, Corinne managed once more to sneak through without being noticed by the others. Ghost stood quietly just where she'd left him.

"I'm sorry, boy. After all that cleaning, we can't go to the show."

He gazed at her for a moment, then nudged her arm.

"I know. It's a shame." She rubbed his forehead. "Let's get you out to the field."

A minute later, she was running the gauntlet through the main farmyard again. But this time she had a sixteen-hand horse with her, and didn't manage to sneak through un-noticed.

"Corinne!" Mandy pulled a rubber band out of her mouth and waved a metal comb at Corinne. "He's looking good," she said, nodding at Ghost. "Are you going to the show?"

Corinne stopped, taken aback. Mandy was being nice? "Uh, I was. But Miss—But the car's broken down so I can't go after all. I'm just putting him back out to the field."

"Oh, that's a shame." The other girl looked genuinely disappointed. A strand of red hair escaped from her pigtail and she pushed it carelessly behind an ear. Then she glanced across at Sonya, who had paused in painting oil on her horse's hooves. "You could come with us, if you want.

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