Nanny For The Alpha's Lost Twins
Grace had a favorite pony, who nickered and went to her, nosing her for a carrot, which she pulled from her pocket.
“This is Daisy,” she told us, and I admired the pony’s chestnut coloring and long, silky mane.
Chloe got to pick her pony from three in the barn: a palomino, an all-white pony, and a chestnut like Daisy. To my surprise, she picked the all-white one. I watched as Chloe learned how to take a leg up on her pony, whose name was Snowball, and then to sit in the saddle as a groomsman led the horse out into the paddock by the reins.
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