Chapter 13Lake
I woke up earlier than on the mornings when I’d wanted to be at the stable to help Theo. We were going to feed and turn out the horses, then have breakfast and start the drive to this Jules person’s rescue.
There’d been a sort of careful, almost measured fondness in Theo’s tone as he’d told me more about Jules last night as we packed for the trip. He said they were in their thirties, French parents—thus the fun pronunciation of their name—and non-binary. They’d started the rescue by accident and now couldn’t turn anyone away even when they should. They’d become so well known that the other responsible rescue places wouldn’t even ask them if they could take some animals before they knew what they had already. Apparently, the small ranch Jules owned had twice as many buildin
