Taking Chances: A Grace Story

Taking Chances: A Grace Story — page 3
But before Grace could get her balance Joker snorted and skittered sideways The world whirled around as Grace tumbled through the air and landed with a splat sprawled across the hay bales the wind knocked out of her Are you all right Emily asked Grace’s forearms stung her chest ached and she’d gotten a mouthful of hay from her face-plant She tilted her head sideways to spit out the hay but was too ashamed to lift her eyes and meet her sisters gazes Her helmet was askew and covered in hay At least her long blond hair had flopped over most of her face preventing them from seeing her flaming cheeks Instead of the applause Grace had been hoping for Abby snorted and Natalie broke into a belly laugh Even Emily joined in once she saw her sister was okay Grace slid down behind the hay bales and slunk out the barn door before any of them could notice the hot angry tears sliding down her cheeks Once she was outside she pounded across the paddock her sisters laughter ringing in her ears When she reached the far end she climbed the fence dropped to the other side and headed for a stand of trees Just before she reached the trees she veered to the right She had a better idea Miz Ida’s garden always calmed her when she was upset Behind her Emily yelled Grace wait Grace glanced over her shoulder Emily her blond ponytail bouncing kicked up dust as she dashed across the dry ground of their ranch Grace ignored her sister’s call and sprinted toward the road She