”“Why ever not?” Helen was quite unable to hide her disappointment. It was nearly a week since Jake’s fall, but the horse still wouldn’t settle. Then, after a night flight, there’d only be half a day before the team event. “I’m so pleased about your baby,” she said.
The next moment she was in his arms. “I had a good back-up team,” said Jake, and proceeded to thank everyone from the family to Malise, to the nurses and doctors at the Motcliffe. She wished her face wasn’t so pink and weathered rather like a toffee apple compared with her slender, white body. “Who’s that?” Rupert came out onto the terrace, then stopped in his tracks, looking at Jake with slit eyes.
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