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By Dick Francis

Gene Hawkins takes at the task of finding a lacking precious breeding stallion. yet he will get extra motion than he bargained for from a gaggle of horse thieves who are looking to positioned Hawkins out to pasture--permanently.

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Alice asked. ’ Darcey hissed, beginning to sway. ’ ‘“Among the Flowers”,’ the singer announced, his eyes closed. While gentle chords were softly strummed by Jonny, Arlo caressed the strings of his guitar. The sweetest melody wove its way through the crowd as “Among the Flowers” floated like petals through the hall. The harmonies seduced even Miss Golding who tipped her head and appraised the band with a timid smile. ”; instead it was deeper and pitch-perfect, wrought with emotion and, one felt, his true voice.

Mrs McNeil's front doorknob was secured with a thatch of Sellotape, the ends of which furled up yellow, all stickiness gone. ‘She won't let us fix it,’ the social services lady told the girls, as she rapped the flap of the letter-box instead. ‘Bet she smells of wee,’ Darcey whispered to Petra. ‘Shut up,’ Petra said. Mrs McNeil did not smell of wee but of lavender cologne, and her apartment did not smell of sour milk or mothballs. It did smell of smoke but not cigarettes, something sweeter, something more refined.

Earthy, itchy ground, and wet. ’ Petra lifted her head a little and glanced up: two police officers were looming over her. The sudden beam from a torch scorched her eye so she dropped her gaze and put her face back to the ground. She was wearing her nightshirt and her wellington boots, which were on the wrong feet, and she felt mortified. She also felt alarmingly cold. She spat. There was a tickle of grass and a crunch of soil in her mouth. The torch beam wavered. Shit. The police. She scrambled up, whacked by nausea as she did so.

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