Chapter FiveRiding out of the stable yard with Jamie McBlane, Clova was conscious of feeling wildly excited.
She was thrilled by the beauty of the morning sunshine percolating through the trees, the mist over the moors and the glimmer of silver when she was within sight of the river.
It was all so lovely, so very unlike France, and she found herself exulting,
‘This is mine, mine!’
She rode South from The Castle, deliberately keeping below the road that began to rise almost immediately over the moors.
They moved slowly along the river where it was easy going for the horses and a number of sheep were grazing on the green grass.
Clova found it thrilling to be once again on horseback, although she was certain that after years of not riding, she would later be very stiff.
When her mother
