‘He’s my spare mount for shows,’ said Anna proudly. ‘I think I should have ridden him at Wensbury instead of Samba, because he’s not such a tearaway!’
She patted Mondy on the neck, closed the stable door and led them down the yard.
Duke a sturdy piebald cob gazed over the stable door and stamped his hoof for a tit bit. ‘He is a sweetie, and very quiet to ride,’ said Anna, proudly.
‘Samba is next door, he’s the chestnut I rode at the show.’
‘I hope you can come and ride with me at weekends. There are some superb tracks around the estate,’ said Anna as she brushed hay off her jodhpurs.
Sally and Jane nodded, both appearing slightly awestruck.
Alan had been telling Len about his antique business. Julie, his wife joined him on his quest as they travelled around the country visiting antique sales. Anna remained at home under the care of Maisy the housekeeper.
‘Anna’s keen to make new friends,’ said Alan as he put his arm around his daughter’s shoulders.
‘Thanks for showing us around the stables,’ said Len. ‘I’ll bring the girls over next Saturday for the day.’
Alan and Anna, watched as Len, and the girls walked back to the truck. They waved to them as the Land Rover turned down the track towards the road.
Later that night at the farm Sally leaned out of her bedroom window. Stars dotted the dark sky like tiny jewels. An owl hooted as she watched a flock of geese fly over the paddock in formation. What a perfect end to the day!