“Danelle!” I shouted “Andrew! Stop horsing around! Your grandfather will be furious!”
I laughed in the doorway as Brian taunted the ponies to submission with my youngest daughter and elder son riding the two newly bought additions to Brian’s heard.
We were back in Vancouver for a winter Christmas.
Brian was spoiling them like a typical wealthy grandfather would by buying them everything in his sight that they could possibly like and I was furious with him because of it.
“I told him to get one pony if he wanted, not one for each of them.” I sneered my feelings at Andre who was helping Danelle from her own pony.
“Yeah, like you could have stopped him Diana.” Andre laughed.
I made my way back into the mansion with Andre and Brian as it began to lightly snow. My tw
