Jack’s face changed. His jaw dropped open and he regarded her with interest. Not a single tooth graced his mouth but the wizened face might once have been handsome. He nodded and reached for her leg. Expecting another slap, Hana stepped back, but he shook his head and lifted the reins in gnarled fingers. He touched his chest with his right hand and then the side of his head, nodding. “I know.”
Hana relaxed and he jabbed a finger towards the saddle and the prancing horse. He didn’t sign again but his muffled grunt encouraged her to trust him. Logan watched with interest, his grey eyes shadowed beneath his hat but his expression attentive. She swallowed and looked at Jack for help. Years since Hana last mounted a horse, she suffered a momentary mind blank. Jack pointed at the stirrup and gr
