Chapter Four
The dapple grey mare thundered towards the striped bars of the jump. Her body quivered and her ears snapped forward as Beth used her heels to indicate the precise moment for the mare to rise. Easily, gracefully, she cleared the obstacle with a stylish kick of her heels and flick of her tail. Beth circled the horse at a collected canter, finally coming to a halt beside a dark-haired girl standing in the centre of the riding arena.
The girl kissed the mare on the nose, eyes shining with excitement and pride.
‘Why doesn’t she jump like that for me?’
Beth dismounted, smiled in an encouraging way and gave the young rider a leg-up.
‘It’s all in the hands and seat. You have a beautiful mare here with loads of potential. In time you’ll learn to work together as partners. Right no
