“Life sucks,” he had said with passion. “I’m not sheltering her from it. She needs to see things resolved otherwise she’ll be a runner, like you and me!”
“I have to let you see it finish,” Hana breathed into her child’s fluffy hair. “I need to let you see it all made better, otherwise you’ll have bad dreams about it.”
Phoenix pushed her bottom lip out and studied the scene before her with intense concentration, the hot bath and soporific story wasted in the aftermath. Sleep had gone from her eyes and her taut little body.
“Shed them!” Logan shouted to the other riders who appeared on the fringes and they moved around the seething mass, pushing their way through on fearless mounts.
“Sacha!” Phoenix pointed. “Luff Sacha.”
Logan’s white mare ducked and weaved, her head higher than usual
