Chapter 18Jesse
Feed, shovel, shovel, shovel, ride. Ride some more, shovel some more, feed again. On top of that, Gittie had made her scrub all the horses’ water troughs and food buckets yesterday. No wonder every bone in her body ached. Every muscle, too. Plus, Studley had stepped on her toes this morning and it still hurt like hell. She’d ridden him and Felix several times now. Spirit again, too. Apparently the guests flying in tonight weren’t the best of riders and those three horses would be assigned to them for sure. Gittie had worked Midnight and Sinbad as well as Shiner and Spotty. Jody had taken the rest.
“Jesse?”
Yes, boss s***h slave-driver aunt. “Over here. I just sat down for a minute to change shoes.” She winced as she pulled her foot out of the mud-boot and was about to fo
