Chapter 58
HEADS TURNED WHEN Janey emerged from Thumper’s truck at the Saturday morning meet. Thanks to Claudette’s cast-offs, she looked like a seasoned hunter in a tweed hacking jacket, show shirt with choker collar, beige breeches, and tall brown field boots. The outward appearance may have been perfection, but inside she felt uncomfortably out of place and nervous under the assessing gaze of so many real foxhunters. The comments about “posers” at the Prestons’ dinner party came back to her.
Mildred was on Yaz, named for BoSox great Carl Yastrzemski. She rode over and said, “You look great, deah. I’m so glad you’re coming out with us. You stay right with me and I’ll take care of you. Not to worry.”
Thumper and Janey mounted quickly and joined the others.
“Once we move off,” Thumper
