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club with Jack in the horse truck, she shot off instantly in their direction.
Kate shook her head as she watched Stella racing off towards the truck. “What’s she going to say to them?” Kate wondered. “How do you casually ask someone if you can check their horse to see if they’ve been sabotaged?”
A few minutes later Stella was running back across towards them with a huge smile on her face. “Did it!” she beamed proudly. “I told Morgan that Avery was getting me to do a routine gear check on all the riders after the accident. Well, Morgan looked a bit spooked at first but she let me check over her saddle and bridle, and I got Araminta’s autograph at the same time,” she said, pulling a piece of paper out of her jodhpur pocket.
“It’s not for me, it’s for my little sister,” she added hastily.
“Well, then, I guess it’s your turn, Issie,” Kate said. “What excuse could you possibly have that Natasha will believe?”
Issie looked over at the silver Mercedes SUV and silver horse float where Goldrush was tied up. Natasha appeared to be lying down on the back seat of the car looking bored, while her mother tacked up her pony for her.
“I’ll think of something,” Issie said hopefully as she set off reluctantly in their direction.
Luckily, it looked like she wouldn’t even need an excuse. She watched as Mrs Tucker and Natasha walked away from the float and headed off for the clubroom. Now was her chance!
When Issie reached the horse float, she slipped between Goldrush and the float where she couldn’t been seen. Then she examined the saddle, checking on the stirrup leathers, which showed no signs of being tampered with. She checked the girth too, flipping back the top flap of the saddle to examine the straps. They seemed fine.
Issie slipped under Goldrush’s neck and back through to the other side to do the check on that side of the saddle too. Unfortunately, just as she bobbed up from under Goldrush’s neck she saw Natasha walking back towards her from the clubroom with her mum.
Frozen with panic, Issie considered running away. But it was too late. Natasha had definitely seen her. No, she had to come up with something else. She gave a smile and a wave and Natasha, after checking over her shoulders to see who Issie could possibly be waving at, gave her a reluctant wave in return.
“Hi, Natasha, hi, Mrs Tucker!” Issie smiled. Her brain was racing now. What on earth was her excuse?
“Oh, it’s Isabella, isn’t it?” Natasha said frostily. She had met Issie a million times but seemed to delight in never knowing who she was.
“Isadora,” Issie said, trying desperately to keep the smile plastered on her face.
“How is that scruffy old charity pony that you got given?” Natasha smirked at her.
“Blaze is great, thanks,” Issie said. “Umm, in fact that’s why I came over here. A whole bunch of us are going along to El Caballo Danza Magnifico—youknow, the show with the dancing horses? Well, the mares look just like Blaze and I know the woman who runs it and we’ve got free tickets for tomorrow to see the show…” Issie gulped, she had no choice, it was her only solution “…and I was wondering if you’d like to come with us.”
Please say no. Please say no
, Issie wished as soon as the words were out of her mouth.
Natasha gave a sneer of disinterest and Issie’s heart soared. Then she sighed with boredom and finally spoke, “OK, why not?” She turned to her mother. “I can go, can’t I, Mum?”
Mrs Tucker nodded. “Yes, of course. Thanks very much, Isadora, Natasha would love to come with you. Is your mum taking you? I’ll drop her off at your house tomorrow. What time is it?”
“Umm, we’re leaving at midday,” Issie said.
Mrs Tucker smiled. “Lovely, see you then.” And she walked off, leaving Natasha and Issie still standing there.
“I can’t wait to see the show,” Natasha said to Issie. And then she added, “because I bet those dancing
Kate shook her head as she watched Stella racing off towards the truck. “What’s she going to say to them?” Kate wondered. “How do you casually ask someone if you can check their horse to see if they’ve been sabotaged?”
A few minutes later Stella was running back across towards them with a huge smile on her face. “Did it!” she beamed proudly. “I told Morgan that Avery was getting me to do a routine gear check on all the riders after the accident. Well, Morgan looked a bit spooked at first but she let me check over her saddle and bridle, and I got Araminta’s autograph at the same time,” she said, pulling a piece of paper out of her jodhpur pocket.
“It’s not for me, it’s for my little sister,” she added hastily.
“Well, then, I guess it’s your turn, Issie,” Kate said. “What excuse could you possibly have that Natasha will believe?”
Issie looked over at the silver Mercedes SUV and silver horse float where Goldrush was tied up. Natasha appeared to be lying down on the back seat of the car looking bored, while her mother tacked up her pony for her.
“I’ll think of something,” Issie said hopefully as she set off reluctantly in their direction.
Luckily, it looked like she wouldn’t even need an excuse. She watched as Mrs Tucker and Natasha walked away from the float and headed off for the clubroom. Now was her chance!
When Issie reached the horse float, she slipped between Goldrush and the float where she couldn’t been seen. Then she examined the saddle, checking on the stirrup leathers, which showed no signs of being tampered with. She checked the girth too, flipping back the top flap of the saddle to examine the straps. They seemed fine.
Issie slipped under Goldrush’s neck and back through to the other side to do the check on that side of the saddle too. Unfortunately, just as she bobbed up from under Goldrush’s neck she saw Natasha walking back towards her from the clubroom with her mum.
Frozen with panic, Issie considered running away. But it was too late. Natasha had definitely seen her. No, she had to come up with something else. She gave a smile and a wave and Natasha, after checking over her shoulders to see who Issie could possibly be waving at, gave her a reluctant wave in return.
“Hi, Natasha, hi, Mrs Tucker!” Issie smiled. Her brain was racing now. What on earth was her excuse?
“Oh, it’s Isabella, isn’t it?” Natasha said frostily. She had met Issie a million times but seemed to delight in never knowing who she was.
“Isadora,” Issie said, trying desperately to keep the smile plastered on her face.
“How is that scruffy old charity pony that you got given?” Natasha smirked at her.
“Blaze is great, thanks,” Issie said. “Umm, in fact that’s why I came over here. A whole bunch of us are going along to El Caballo Danza Magnifico—youknow, the show with the dancing horses? Well, the mares look just like Blaze and I know the woman who runs it and we’ve got free tickets for tomorrow to see the show…” Issie gulped, she had no choice, it was her only solution “…and I was wondering if you’d like to come with us.”
Please say no. Please say no
, Issie wished as soon as the words were out of her mouth.
Natasha gave a sneer of disinterest and Issie’s heart soared. Then she sighed with boredom and finally spoke, “OK, why not?” She turned to her mother. “I can go, can’t I, Mum?”
Mrs Tucker nodded. “Yes, of course. Thanks very much, Isadora, Natasha would love to come with you. Is your mum taking you? I’ll drop her off at your house tomorrow. What time is it?”
“Umm, we’re leaving at midday,” Issie said.
Mrs Tucker smiled. “Lovely, see you then.” And she walked off, leaving Natasha and Issie still standing there.
“I can’t wait to see the show,” Natasha said to Issie. And then she added, “because I bet those dancing
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