Chapter Five
MITCHELL THREW A FEW biscuits of fresh hay into the last stall and checked on Rain once more. He was such a beautiful horse.
“Thirty minutes till dinner, Blue. You wanna go have a quick shower beforehand?” Lachie’s deep baritone called through the stables and Mitchell patted the black horse on the nose.
“Yeah, is it free?” He walked through the shed and saw Donner standing by the woodpile.
“Lachie, you take the shower down here. Blue, you can use the main house shower if you want.”
Mitchell’s eyebrows rose with his surprise. “Really?”
Donner tilted his head in invitation and Mitchell fell into step beside him. “Yeah, sure. You can help me wake my son up. I’m pretty sure the soft city boy has fallen asleep.”
Mitchell chuckled a little and pulled his boots off before he s
