Chapter Nine Lisa put her head on one side. ‘Seriously Amy. You’ve only been here five minutes. You need to give it a go. Your dad can’t just drive you back to Connemara because you feel like it. Amy clamped her mouth shut tightly to stop herself from crying. This hadn’t been how she had imagined being with her father
Chapter nine Lucky crouched under a bush looking back at the farm. Max stood in the middle of the yard with the old couple. Lucky knew Max couldn’t see him but he also knew the old dog would know he was there, somewhere watching. He didn’t want to go on alone, the world was a dangerous place without the
Chapter eight Lucky yawned and stretched. He hated being woken so quickly from a deep sleep. He’d been curled up in the wood pile on a heap of old cardboard boxes which had been flattened down. They were surprisingly warm and comfortable. He’d been curled with his nose tucked under his tail and had been dreaming he was lying on
Chapter Eight ‘Honestly,’ Amy’s mum nodded. ‘I know you aren’t happy here. If you’d rather be with your dad, it is ok with me.’ Amy heard the catch in her mum’s voice as she finished speaking. She knew how hard it was for her mum to say that. ‘I’ll make some tea,’ Amy’s mum got to her feet and went
CHAPTER SEVEN ‘You’re heading for the dog pound,’ the farmer dragged Max out of the shed by his collar. Lucky peered out from behind the wood where he was hiding. Max looked back in his direction. ‘Stay hidden,’ he said, his voice was strange with the tightness of his collar around his neck. Lucky crouched down. He had no intention
Chapter Seven ‘We’ll do more with Storm tomorrow if you’d like to.’ Cait’s suggestion left no room for Amy to say she couldn’t. She didn’t want anything to do with the pony let alone do more with him but Cait seemed determined she was going to learn to ride him. They brought Storm into the field and let him go.
Cat’s Whiskers Chapter Six Max was so exhausted by his ordeal that it took all of his strength to crawl from the river bank into the relative shelter of the bushes that grew close by. He lay panting, while Lucky crouched beside him, watching as his ribs expanded and contracted. ‘Thought I was done for.’ He said in between breaths.
Chapter Six ‘Are you ready to get on him?’ Cait asked after they had brushed Storm all over and done his mane and tail. Amy stood back to admire their handywork. The grey pony did look handsome now he was brushed. His mane was long and hung down his shoulders and his tail looked magnificent now all of the tangles
Chapter Five Amy couldn’t breathe. She sat on her bed trying to absorb what she had just heard. She could feel her heart beating against her rib cage. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts, moving the pink, pony patterns on her pyjamas. She’d been curled on her bed, feeling sorry for herself, angry at her mum for asking Cait
Chapter five The houses at either side of the road began to be further and further apart. They began to see bigger and bigger houses, set back from the road, behind huge fences and hedges, with iron gates protecting the driveways. Then these gave way to wider stretches of fields, behind huge hedges and stone walls, with