Chapter Ten
“Kevin, you are going to get Mr. Harold’s new saddle for Brutus, are you not?” Jocelyn asked her young gardener.
“I thought that was tomorrow,” he replied.
“No. He wanted the gear today. It’ll take all afternoon and most of the evening going such a distance, you’ll have to leave right away.” Kevin was obviously not happy with the arrangement, but Jocelyn was firm. “Don’t scowl, you look much more handsome with a smile.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am. I was just getting into that garden you wanted me to take care of.”
“But it’ll wait, won’t it?” she replied.
“Sure.” For good measure, he flashed her a pleasant grin before he turned and walked away. And Jocelyn, hearing the doorbell, took off toward the front door.
“You’re not going to get scared, are you?” Jocelyn said as she led Alex
