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The school bus shuddered to a stop at the crossroads.
“Bye!” she called, jumping down and racing up the narrow lane, her hair swinging untidily behind her.
Mum’s battered car wasn’t home and Dad was working over in the far field. So she dropped her bag on the doorstep, and ran straight over to the stable block. It took a moment before she could see the shape of the mare standing there…
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