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It took both Douglas and Duncan to boost Enos up onto his horse. Anne held the reins, talking quietly to the spooky animal. His left leg was the injured one, so he had no problem hoisting his right over the rump of his horse. Once seated, he grabbed a chunk of mane. It looked, to Anne, as if he was precariously perched there.
She smiled as she handed him the reins. “Without all the leather between you and Tommy here, you won’t need to kick with your heels. Relax a bit and trust that he doesn’t want you to fall off, either.” She added the last as his knuckles turned white where they gripped the reins in one hand, the mane in the other.
Anne released her hold of Tommy’s head and the horse pranced to the side.
“Relax. When he feels you are unsure, he believes there is something to be a
