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Chapter 36
Wolf realized summer had come to an end. The days were much shorter and the nights were colder. He had to wear the sheriff's coat in the evenings more often and Pinto Bean's breath frequently looked like a steaming locomotive. A steady flow of wagons came into and out of camp. The Percherons, Mary included, were put to work pulling them. The students were involved in packing away equipment and loading the wagons. Tents were being pulled down, starting with the students' tents. Anything that would not be transported ended up on the pile for the coming bonfire. The Percherons were used in tandem to literally pull down the stables. A small section had to be left up to shelter the five new foals born during the summer, Nudge being the oldest of them. All the wood from the stables also ended u
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