CHAPTER 39 | Beau
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I wake up a couple hours later, but Holly’s still sleeping hard. She’s paler than usual and her fists are clenched by her chest, the veins on her hands standing up. Tense. Hardly a surprise with everything going on.
I ease off the couch and tuck a blanket around Holly, careful not to disturb her while I tug my clothes back on. If I want to take her back to the hospital for a visit, I need to get a few things done first. I’m supposed to review some vet reports for Adele plus follow up with the lab about the syringe, but I’d like to get down to the stable first.
I’m feeling more and more like that these days. Back before the accident, I was always there by seven. Always. I liked the calm before the day’s chaos, having quiet time with the horses before everythin
