CHAPTER 17 | Caleb
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It takes some doing, but I manage to avoid Ellie for a few days. I stay busy with paperwork and helping the guys. In fact, it works beautifully until our newest import, Grace—short for Grace Like Rain—tries to colic. Horses have amazingly, frustratingly delicate digestive systems, which basically means loads of stuff can set them off. A bad case of colic can kill them. Luckily for all of us, Sam spotted Grace’s discomfort early on and had the vet out right away. The mare’s going to be fine, but someone will need to watch her through the night to make sure she doesn’t take a freak turn for the worse.
I told Sam that someone would be me. Again, there was that faint look of surprise that ghosted over his face, but I ignored it. Eventually, Sam—and the rest of th
