“She wanted to turn and assure John that Midnight wouldn’t hurt her. She longed to tell him she’d been working for days, gaining the stallion’s trust. All her life she’d had a way with animals and children. Her father claimed she could make a wounded bear her friend. Midnight had a fiery nature; it was what made him such a magnificent horse. He’d been a challenge, but she believed he’d never purposely injure her. But Judy said none of these things. She couldn’t. John’s voice had been so cold, so... cutting, that she dared not defy him.The clicking sound behind her told Judy that Midnight’s master had entered the corral. He walked past her and his clipped, even stride revealed his fierce anger. He didn’t even glance at her and as she noticed the hard look in his eyes, she was glad.Midnight pranced around the corral, his satiny black head held high, his tail arched, his hooves kicking up loose dirt.McFarland gave one shrill whistle, to which the stallion responded without delay.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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