I feel a swoop of sick panic. Mum said she’s going out with Eve, so there’s no way she’ll be up for getting covered in horsehair and hay. I need someone to check Mabel at teatime and Anna’s supposed to be getting ready at mine and there’s no way I can be in two places at once and – ‘Course I will.’ Polly grins. ‘I was teasing, silly.’ I shake my head and put on a smile. I like Polly, because she’s cool and interesting and nice. And she knows everything there is to know about horses. Although sometimes she makes me feel a bit on edge, because I never quite know if she’s joking or not. But I’m
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