Meredith patted thistle, and looked around, thinking to head to the tack room and check her and her moms locker for mail. She pulled open the door, smiling at the photo of the hugely obese Thistle when he had arrived, at the photo of Daddy and his horse Battalion, and at the photo of her and all of their four horses. She picked up the mail that had fallen at her feet, and shuffled through “feed bill, feed bill, shoeing bill, feed bill, shoeing bill, new student, vet bill (worming), feed bill –“she broke of her muttering – new student? She ripped open the envelope, and pulled out a letter “Dear Ms Rickmain, my daughter, Eliza, has heard a lot about your lessons from a friend of the family, Karrina. Though I was informed you were absent, I want none but the best for my little girl, therefore I feel that I am justified in putting of Elizas education til you return, yours sincerely Elizabeth Hunnings. Meredith snorted – Elizabeth and Eliza? And what had Karrina said about her moms lessons? And “her little girl”??? Meredith was quite sure she didn’t want such a beast has her lesson mate…she looked at the photo the family had obligingly sent, and the second sheet of paper. The photo showed a black haired girl with a pert looking bay pony. 4 first place ribbons were pinned to the bridle, and the girl wore a championship ribbon. So she’d won lots of ribbons? What did she need lessons for?
The second paper, she saw merely described Eliza, Meredith scan read it, noting phrases as “won many championships” and “knows all there is to know about horses.” As well as “the next Mary King, I’m sure!” Meredith definitely did NOT want this girl as a lesson mate. She hesitated then ripped the paper into tiny pieces happy that now her mom would never know that she had a chance to have a championship rider to have in her group, and that she had
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