Finn crouched by the stables. He knew Billy's evening routine. After closing up the gates he would fill up the animal's water, and walking the wheelbarrow across to the hay yards, return to fill the feeding troughs for the night. Across the alley, Finn had watched him push the wheelbarrow out and he'd be returning any moment.
He jumped out as the red-haired boy lumbered towards him. "Billy!"
Billy dropped the wheelbarrow. "No, not you too..." He took off running and Finn sprung up and over the hay bails giving chase.
"Stop! Stop!" His boots hit hard on the alley floor as he came down hard on his back, crashing them both to the ground.
"Bloody Hell! I told her already. I told her. I don't bloody know anymore."
"Yer told her? Tessie? Yer saw Tessie.”
"Yes, get off me!" Billy shrugged
