âWhat do you want me to do first?â
âYou could give Don a hand with the cleaning, if you donât mind. Heâs over at Banditâs stall,â Janie said.
âOkay,â Lily said happily. Bandit was her favorite pony. She was a sweet-natured palomino with a golden-tan coat and a pale mane and tail. Lily would have loved to own a pony just like her.
As Lily went off to find the stable boy she saw even more young riders arriving with their parents. It looked like it was going to be a hectic afternoon.
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Lily said hello to Bandit for a few minutes, before spending the next hour or so forking up droppings, wheeling them over to the pile, and spreading fresh bedding.
Riders and ponies came and went. Lily lent a hand where it was needed. It was a hot day and she was soon red-faced and sweaty.
âWhy donât you take a break and go and get a drink?â Don suggested as she helped him fill the hay nets and water buckets. He was tall and wiry, with dark-red hair, freckles, and a thin face.
âPhew! I think I will,â Lily said, pushing a strand of damp blond hair back from her forehead.
She went to the stableâs kitchen and had a long, cold drink of orange juice.
As Lily was walking back past the grazing fields, she noticed some trash blowing around on the grass and went to pick it up.
âThanks, Lily. Youâre doing a great job!â Janie Green called, pausing to rest the heavy saddle she was carrying on the fence.
âIt makes me so mad when people leave stuff behind. Donât they care that a plastic bag could kill a pony if it eats it?â Lily said indignantly.
âI donât think they give it a thought. Maybe theyâd be more careful if they didâbut not everyoneâs into horses.â
Lily shrugged. âThatâs their loss, then!â
âIâm with you on that!â Janie said, smiling. âHave you persuaded your parents to buy you a pony yet?â
Lily made a face, thinking miserably of the earlier conversation with her dad.
âI take it thatâs a sore point,â Janie said.
Lily nodded. âI still have to convince them that I can fit taking care of a pony around my schoolwork. Mom and Dad think it would be too much for me and I should wait until Iâm older.â
âThey might be right, you know,â Janie said gently. âLooking after a pony is a big commitment and there are no days off.â
Lily felt her spirits sink. She thought Janie would be on her side!
âDo you want to take Bandit out? We just got a cancellation, so sheâs free for a couple of hours,â Janie said.
Lily brightened immediately at the thought of a longer free ride than usual. âReally? I can take her out by myself ?â she asked delightedly.
Janie nodded. âYouâve ridden her plenty of times and sheâs used to you. You can take her along the bridle paths, but donât go beyond the woods. Okay?â
Lily nodded, feeling proud that Janie trusted her. âThanks, Janie! Thatâs awesome!â
She dashed straight across to Bandit, who was already tacked up. âHello, girl. Weâre going for a ride,â she crooned, stroking the ponyâs nose.
Bandit gave a friendly neigh and nuzzled Lilyâs palm. Lily buckled on her riding hat before mounting the palomino pony and using her heels to nudge her forward.
They trotted out of Greengates and turned onto the bridle path that ran down the edge of a field. The path branched farther on and Lily took the way to the woods.
Other riders from the stables passed her on their way back.
As she and Bandit entered the shade of the trees, Lilyâs mind drifted into a wonderful daydream. It was easy to imagine that Bandit was her own pony and they were alone. The sound of other riders was muffled and she was screened from them by the thick bushes. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and speckled everything with spots of
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