“See Pitch over there?" he asked, pointing with his chin. "Try to get her to come to you." Pitch had wandered from the other horses, trying to get at the hay in the wagon’s bed. My eyebrows rose, giving him… — Dawn Cook Copy Share Image
“If you ever try to change my memories again, I will slap you into next spring.” I took a breath, knees shaking as I… — Dawn Cook Copy Share Image
“See Pitch over there?" he asked, pointing with his chin. "Try to get her to come to you." Pitch had wandered from the other… — Dawn Cook Copy Share Image
