Second Chances (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 25) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-01-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Before we left, I went to check on everyone. Bluebird was outside grazing. He nickered when he saw me but didn’t bother and leave the patch of grass he was munching on. He obviously hadn’t been scarred for life by his journey into the woods last night. Socks was in the barn, his head down napping. I wasn’t surprised. He’d worked hard at the clinic and I’d been proud of him.

I slipped into his stall and stroked his sleek neck, then ran my hands down his legs. What with all the drama I had forgotten to liniment and wrap his legs like I usually did after a hard workout but there was no heat or swelling. I let out a sigh of relief. Missy would have killed me if anything had happened to him and we hadn’t even participated in our first team show yet.

Macaroni was also stuck inside as he wasn’t supposed to get dirt in his wounds. He still had the dressing on his chest where the vet had given him stitches. He pinned his ears when I tried to take a look.

“Don’t you dare,” I said as his teeth snapped mere inches away from my hand. “You’re lucky you are still here and don’t think you’ve got away with it either. I know it wasn’t exactly your fault but what are you going to do if Faith’s parents decide to sell you? You’ll never find a kid that loves you as much as Faith does.”

Macaroni didn’t seem to care. He just stood there all sullen and sulky and I left him to his bad mood because there wasn’t really much I could do about it anyway.

I’d texted Faith to see how she got on at the emergency room but I hadn’t heard back, probably because her phone was still dead from being dropped in the creek. Or maybe her parents had grounded her forever and that meant no phones and no horses and basically no life. I hoped she was okay though and that maybe her wrist was just sprained because a break would take ages to heal and would keep her out of the saddle for a while and put Macaroni’s future in jeopardy.

“Ready to go?” Cat called out from the truck.

“Yes, I’m coming,” I said.

And I ran out into the sun where the day was bright and warm and didn’t feel like December at all, even though we were going to buy a Christmas tree.

“I wish it would snow,” I said with a sigh as I got in the truck. “Just for one day.”

“You wouldn’t say that if you’d lived in Wisconsin,” Cat said. “Snow sucks. I should know. I was the one who had to shovel it every day.”

“Well the shoveling part doesn’t sound so fun,” I said. “But it just looks so pretty. That’s all.”

I stared out the window as we drove down the road, everything all green and fresh like spring. It would all turn brown when we had our first frost but so far that hadn’t happened.

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