Chapter 15
Sofia took Diablo herself, suspecting that Nana’s horse had been too long unridden. She placed Duane on Genuine—short for The Genuine Fake Copy of the Artificial Real McCoy, a name Sofia had given the mare when it was still a gangly foal struggling to find its feet for the first time. She had turned out to be a genuinely pleasant animal and an easy ride for even the least skilled riders. She and Genuine watched Duane closely. He might not be skilled, but he at least had the basics down.
She guided them into the woods, first at a walk, then a light trot. Duane’s uncertain seat made her decide against a canter, though Diablo was begging to be allowed to run. Once well clear of the house, and circling deeper into the woods between Domaine Serene and Erath wineries on the uncultiv
