I took off her tack and led her into that dingy stall, wishing I could groom her. When I started to remove her halter, Emily stopped me. “She’s already escaped once before, and needs to wear her halter with her name on it in case she gets away again.”
I wanted to point out her halter had another horse’s name on it, but knew this would be useless to say anything. Nonette would have to sweat in the halter.
Emily asked if I was interested in the mare. I said I’d have to think about it, but promised I would get back to her. Emily’s look made it plain that she didn’t believe me.
With a heavy heart, I drove home. I could easily afford to buy Nonette but I had no stall for her. Plus, I had promised Harvey I would not even think of getting another horse until Red Cruiser was sold.
I had to kee
