Chapter 36

“Have you been riding long?” Frank asked.

“All my life.”

“You’re so lucky.”

“Let me get a hoof pick and a couple of curry combs and brushes.” He ducked into the stable, retrieved what they’d need to groom the horses, then rejoined Frank, who was standing a few feet away from the fence, staring at the horses with wide eyes.

Sunrise and Nightfall came trotting to the fence when George whistled, and they draped their heads over the top rail.

“Did you think I’d forgotten you?” George crooned as he rubbed a hand over their noses.

“I’ve never seen such beautiful horses!” Frank sounded almost breathless. “May I pet them?”

“Sure.” George was pleased to see how impressed Frank was by the mare and the gelding.

Frank went to Sunrise and raised a hesitant hand to stroke the white blaze on her face. “Hello, boy.”

George couldn’t help laughing. “That’s Sunrise. She’s a mare.”

Frank blushed. “Sorry, girl.”

“Haven’t you been around horses?”