I stop a little before the edge of the cliff and dismount. “Safer to walk the horses. There’s a twenty-foot drop at the edge there.” “Um, okay.” Mollie glances at the ground. Glances at me. “You made getting off your horse look easy, but somehow, I don’t think it is.” Goody dismounts, too, pulling off her gloves. “You need help, Mollie?” “I got her.” Sidling up beside Maria, I loosen my grip on my reins but keep them in hand. I hold up my arms. “Come on, then.” Mollie turns her head to look at me from the corner of her eye. “I keep thinking about manslaughter.” The heat presses down on my neck
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