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By the time the doctors were willing to allow Brat to get back on a horse, Bee couldn’t help but think that the horses weren’t the only ones champing at the bit. It was all she could do to wait herself, even with Brat still far too thin, and too pale, for her liking. But the day came at last, and Bee stood watching as Brat dealt with horse, bit, saddle and straps like a man coming home. “May I come too?” she asked, unwilling to let him out of sight.

“Of course,” Brat said. So they rode out together.