As she tottered the course beside Billy three hours later, the temperature had was in the nineties. o hard that only Rupert’s immaculate riding held him together and saved them both fromcrashing to the ground. ”“You might also have Rupert to contend with,” said Billy, giving Mavis the rest of his chicken. Dinner’s in the oven.
“Look, I’m on the road this week and most of next. Last night he’d watched a rippling arrow of migrating wild geese spread out across the sky. “What a good boy,” she added, gingerly patting Dandelion’s nose with a gloved hand. “What shall we do tonight?”Billy pushed aside Rupert’s clothes, which littered both beds, and collapsed on to his own bed.
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