CHAPTER 12
BACK AT THE farm, I trekked out to the field to see how the horses were doing. Harley was asleep, flat out, making the most of the last few rays of sun. Murphy gave me a dirty look and sidled away.
“It’s okay, boy. I’m not going to take you away from the grass. I only came out to check you’re all right.” He took another step backwards as I showed him my empty hands. “Look, no headcollar.”
After a couple of minutes, he got the message and allowed me close enough to check him over for any lumps or bumps. There was no damage, thankfully.
When I got back to the kitchen, Lexi had already started dinner. Her jaw was set rigid as she chopped carrots like a woman possessed.
“What’s up? You’re going to take a finger off in a minute.”
“Blake invited Brandon over.”
“So?”
“So? So? I
