Chapter 12Jesse
“Are you hurt?”
The big, grey body of a horse had somehow materialized next to Jesse, so close she could see the little dark spots on the white coat from which steam rose. The smell of leather and horse sweat invaded her nostrils. “N…no.”
“Lost?” The woman jumped down.
Jesse blinked. She’d run first and then walked without looking, without caring where she went. It was only when she couldn’t go any further that she’d stopped, resting on the large rock, and leaning against a tree. She brought a hand up to her cheek where its bark had left an imprint.
“Cat got your tongue or something?” The woman had taken off her ball cap and slapped it impatiently against her jeans-clad thigh. Both woman and horse looked familiar somehow. Her name was Josie or something. No, Jody.
“No
