Chapter 46
“He’s gonna kill me!” Rawhiti complained as the quad bike laboured up the endless driveway to Hana’s house.
“Stop moaning!” Hana snapped. “At least you get to ride the quad. I’m five months pregnant and having to walk miles!”
“Well, if Jack dunt kill me, Mr Logan definitely will!” the young man vented, examining a rip in the handlebar of the quad.
“If you don’t shut up, then I’ll kill you,” Hana retorted and he pulled a face and looked down at the steep drop on the other side of the narrow road. Hana stopped for a moment as Sacha tugged on the lead rope and rubbed her face along the cut on her leg. “Don’t do that, honey,” Hana pulled on the rope and used her sleeve to rub the transferred gore away from the mare’s eye. Sacha blinked and snuffed at Hana’s zipper, chomping her
