18 Chapter 18

“Just a short circle, Your Highness, and then you can hop up and take the reins yourself. I just want the best for both of you.”

She nodded, her sulky expression gradually smoothing. She followed closely while Bobby put Powwow’s harness in place and hitched her to the little cart. He hopped up and gently shook the reins. Powwow responded at once, moving right into her usual smooth trot. They made a quick turn around the immediate area and came right back. “Your turn,” he said as he jumped down.

Before Bobby could catch the little girl to lift her up, he stopped and turned to Doyle. “I forgot—no mule here for me to ride along and you don’t have a horse saddled. Do you think it’s safe for her to drive around on her own?”