The first and only stop we make is Rik’s sister’s shop. I hadn’t thought about it at all but Tristan insisted. She hands me a big bag with all the clothes she made with a wink. ‘I put a little extra in the bag, from the house. For special occasions… evening occasions. If you know what I mean.’ She whispers, wiggling her eyebrows. I thank her with a big hug and mount my horse again.
After we’ve left the city by taking the side streets to avoid the crowds, we finally pick up speed with Nikon taking the lead. Followed by Rik and Willem with the stranger between both of them, then me and Tristan and behind us Alex and the girls. We ride in silence, the early evening falls and the air is balmy, but there is a welcome fresh breeze.
Nikon signals and our herd continues in step. I hear Alex an
