“I would like that,” she said honestly, gifting him with an almost shy smile at the thought of watching a foal. She took note that Heidi was dozing off and her eyes softened like his had. The girl was sweet and lovely, she mused and then said, “It will be good for her ta see, I suppose.”

At his query, she shook her head and blushed. “Me brother has a mule named Jenny, but she is more for pulling carts and not riding. Nay, I haven’t ridden much at all. I am not very good at it anyway.” But she wasn’t afraid to learn.

She wasn’t sure about going into town either, afraid she would run into Pony or her old neighbors. But it was what it was. “Thank ye,” she said softly.