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Peter smiled. He half wished he could pet the horse too but didn't want to let go of Jules.
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She giggled slightly as his breath tickled her fingers. "I want to ride him" she sighed, "but I won't" she whispered to the stallion "In a week or so buddy I promise" she smiled.
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Peter was happy to hear Jules laughing. He hoped that her thigh would improve by then.
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"Back inside?" she asked nicely and looked up at him. Power snorted and walked away, dragging his tail behind him.
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"Sure" Peter nodded. He watched as the stallion moved away.
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"Lets go to bed then" she walked toward the house.
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Peter headed back as well. He hoped that Harper had calmed down.
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She opened the door and walked to her bedroom to open the door. Harper ran out.
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Peter watched a little warily.
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Harper jumped on the couch and curled up, Jules watched fro the hallway.
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