It's time for Taffy to grow up. But that means leaving her mama. And staying by herself at night. Won't Taffy be lonely? Then a mean boy tells Andi that foals can get hurt or sick when they're away from their mothers. What if Johnny is right? How can Andi keep her little horse safe and happy?
Chapter 1
The Not-So-Good-Idea
“A penny
for your thoughts, Andi,” Justin said at breakfast one Saturday morning.
Andi looked up. Sometimes
big brothers said confusing things.
Like right now.
“A penny?” Andi wrinkled
her eyebrows. “For what?”
But she perked up. A penny
could buy lemon drops. Or taffy candy.
Yum!
Justin laughed. “I just
meant that I want to know what you’re thinking. You’re very quiet this
morning.”
Justin was right about
that. Andi always tried to be quiet at the table.
That was the rule.
Grown-ups talked. Children were quiet.
Unless somebody spoke to
them first.
Justin was already grown up.
So was Chad. And Mitch nearly was. They always had lots to talk about, so Andi
had lots of practice being quiet.
No talking at the table
made it easy for Andi to daydream.
Andi liked to daydream
about riding Taffy . . . someday. When her baby horse grew up. She
dreamed about riding her in a real race.
Taffy would win, of
course! Then everybody would clap.
And Andi would win a blue
ribbon.
Hooray
for Taffy!
Only right now, Andi’s
daydreams were not so enjoyable. A boy named Johnny was picking on her at
school.
Andi could not get thoughts
of that mean bully out of her head.
“A penny for your
thoughts,” Justin said again.
He laid a penny next to
Andi’s plate of pancakes.
Even bossy Chad was
smiling.
“I was thinking about
Johnny,” Andi said at last. “He’s the meanest boy in the whole entire school.
He’s only eight, but he’s meaner than the big boys.”
“Johnny is a bully,”
Andi’s big sister Melinda said.
“He’s got a slingshot,”
Andi said in a rush. She didn’t want Melinda to tell everything. “At recess he
finds acorns and tries to hit birds. And he chews paper and—”
Andi made a face. “He
shoots disgusting spitballs with that thing.”
Johnny was mean in other
ways too. He chased the girls with snakes. He put frogs in the water bucket. He
pushed children down.
He even pushed Andi down
once.
But Andi pulled his hair
after that. Now Johnny left her alone.
Some of the time.
Andi knew Mother would not
like to hear about the hair-pulling. It was not ladylike to pull hair. Not even
a bully’s hair.
So Andi didn’t say that
part out loud.
Instead, she picked up the
penny and said, “I’m not scared of that mean Johnny. Not even a teensy bit.”
“Then why are you thinking
about him?” Chad asked.
Andi shrugged. “I don’t
know. I can’t stop.”
Chad grinned. “I know what
will help you stop thinking about mean boys.”
“What?” Andi asked.
“I have something
important to do,” he said. “And I need your help.”
Andi didn’t answer.
Sometimes Chad needed help
with chores. Like cleaning out her pony’s stall. Or picking weeds from Mother’s
flower garden. Or filling the wood box.
Andi did not want to do
chores this morning. She wanted to play with Taffy.
So she just looked at
Chad. She didn’t even smile.
“You can help me take
Taffy away from Snowflake,” Chad told her. “It’s time she grew up.”
Andi’s mouth fell open. Take Taffy away from her mama?
“No!” she hollered,
jumping up from her chair. “Taffy’s too little!”
“Andrea,” Mother said,
“please do not shout at the table.”
Andi slumped back into her
seat. “Sorry, Mother.”
“Taffy is big and strong,”
Chad said. “She doesn’t need her mother’s milk anymore.”
Andi scowled when she
heard that.
Chad kept talking.
“Taffy’s been away from Snowflake before. Don’t you remember? You and Riley got
lost and ended up with the Indians.”
“But that was just for one
night,” Andi said. “And when we got home, Taffy wouldn’t leave Snowflake. She
didn’t even want me to lead her around. Not for a long time.”
Andi took a deep breath.
“So I don’t think she wants to try that idea again.”
“She’s ready to do this,”
Chad said. He was not smiling now.
“Taffy is my very own
horse,” Andi huffed. “I get to decide when she’s ready to do things.”
“No, little sister,” Chad
said. “I decide when she’s ready.”
Andi felt all shivery
inside. Poor Taffy! She would be lonely for her mother.
“Please wait a little bit
longer,” Andi begged.
Chad shook his head. “I
have time this weekend. It will only take a few days.”
“But—” A big lump was
sticking in Andi’s throat.
Chad stood up. He dropped
his napkin on the table.
“You can help me, Andi,”
he said. “Or you can stay out of my way. It’s your choice.”
I
don’t like that choice! Andi thought.
But she kept the talking
back to herself.
Chapter 2
Taffy
Chad left
the dining room.
Andi knew where her big
brother was going. He was going to the barn. He would take Snowflake outside,
far away from Taffy.
Taffy would be left all
alone in her stall.
The lump in Andi’s throat
grew bigger. Her eyes started to sting.
No
crying!
“Eat your breakfast,
Andrea,” Mother said.
Andi took a bite of her
half-eaten pancakes. They were cold. And squishy. And sticky with syrup.
Yuck!
Andi wasn’t hungry
anymore. Bossy Chad had spoiled her breakfast.
Melinda finished eating
and asked to be excused. Then Justin left the table.
Finally, Andi’s brother
Mitch ate the last pancake. He took his dishes to the kitchen.
Mother and Andi were left
sitting at the table.
“Why can’t Taffy stay with
Snowflake a little bit longer?” Andi asked. “It wouldn’t hurt anything.”
“Taffy is old enough to
leave Snowflake,” Mother said. “There is no reason to wait.”
“But she’ll cry for her
mama,” Andi said.
She picked up a napkin and
wiped the syrup off her chin. Then she wiped away the tears that had sneaked
out of her eyes.
She hoped Mother didn’t
see those drippy tears.
“Chad knows a lot more
about horses than you do,” Mother said. “You need to trust him. He knows what’s
best for Taffy.”
Andi stared at her soggy
pancakes. Mother was not on her side. Not today.
She wasn’t on Taffy’s side
either.
Mother pushed back her
chair and stood up.
That meant the talking was
over.
“I think Chad would still
like your help,” Mother said. “Take your dishes to the kitchen and run find
him. Melinda can gather the eggs today.”
Andi felt a little better
when she heard that. For once she didn’t have to tiptoe past that mean old
rooster to get the eggs.
Today, Henry the Eighth
would be Melinda’s problem.
She smiled a little. “Yes,
Mother.”
Andi left her dishes in the kitchen and ran out the back door.
“Hey, Andi!” Riley yelled.
He set the pan down and
ran over. “Let’s get our lassos and find the dogs. We can practice roping
them.”
Andi gave Riley a big
smile. She suddenly had an idea.
An excellent
idea.
And it was not about
roping the dogs with a lasso.
Riley could talk to Chad
about Taffy and Snowflake!
Riley was eight years old.
Two whole years older than Andi. He was smart too. He knew a lot about horses.
Riley would know just what
to say to Chad.
But Riley’s eyes got big
when Andi told him about Taffy.
His eyes got even bigger
when she asked him to talk to Chad.
“Are you crazy?” Riley
said. “Cook already got after me this morning. I don’t want your brother mad at
me too.”
That’s when Andi
remembered that Riley was a little bit scared of Chad.
“Sorry, Riley,” she said.
It was no fun to be
scolded by the grumpy ranch cook. It was no fun to be scolded by Chad either.
Just then, Chad poked his
head out the barn door.
“Taffy and I sure could use
your help, Andi,” he said. “What did you decide?”
Andi scowled. She wanted
to tell Chad to leave Taffy and Snowflake alone. She wanted to stomp her foot
and tell him he was not the boss.
But Andi did not say those
rude words to her brother. Not this time.
She didn’t want Chad to
carry her back to the house upside down. She didn’t want Mother to scold her
for talking back.
Andi let out a big breath.
It was hard to say the right words.
Very hard.
But she walked over to
Chad and made those words come out. “I want to help.”
Chad smiled at her. “Good.
I’ll take Snowflake out to the pasture. You and Riley stay inside and keep
Taffy company.”
Taffy gave a happy nicker
when she saw Andi. She swished her creamy white tail. She nuzzled Andi’s
shoulder. She nibbled Andi’s hair.
She didn’t seem to care
that her mama was gone.
Then Andi brushed Taffy.
She had to stand on an upside-down bucket to do it. Her foal was getting so
tall!
Taffy stood very still.
She liked to be brushed.
“Taffy thinks today is the
same as every day,” Andi told Riley. “Maybe she won’t care that Snowflake’s not
coming back.”
Riley rubbed Taffy’s nose.
“I think Taffy is in for a
big surprise,” he said.
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