SECOND CHANCE RANCH WILD MIDNIGHT AN EMILY STORY KELSEY ABRAMS ILLUSTRATED BY JOMIKE TEJIDO TEXT BY LAURIE J EDWARDS Mendota Heights Minnesota
Chapter One Emily sniffled and put a bookmark in the book she was reading That poor little horse All it wanted was to live in the wild but they captured it and took it away from its mother Her twin sister Grace burst into the room fanning herself with one hand Whew it’s hot out there She took a sip from her purple water bottle and crossed the room As she neared Emily’s bed she slid to a halt Are you crying Noo Not really Sniffling didn’t count as crying did it Grace swiped a finger under Emily’s eye and waved it in front of her sister’s face Then why is my finger wet Grace asked in a triumphant voice Well maybe I was a little Emily admitted Her sister would keep pestering until she had an explanation for the tears so heaving a sigh Emily said I’m reading a story about mustangs that run wild and how they’re rounded up and sold off I just read the part about a helicopter swooping in to scare them so men on horseback could capture them One was a baby and they took him away from his mom That sounds sad Grace jumped on the bed and picked up the book She never just sat on a bed she bounced up and down It made Emily seasick if it was possible to be seasick on land Why read it if it makes you cry I hope it has a happy ending Emily said The other books in this series do
Flipping the book over Grace read the back cover It doesn’t say what happens at the end But the author owns mustangs she rescued so I guess she knows what she’s talking about She does I didn’t read that part Let me see Emily took the book from her sister and read the back cover Look at this she has a website for herself but there’s also one for the mustangs I’m going to go check it out She headed for the family room to use the computer and Grace trailed after her Grace’s cat Chances followed them down the hall meowing until Grace picked up the fluffy white Persian and scratched her behind the ears I wanted you to come outside and play soccer with me Grace said to Emily Thought you said it was hot Emily said Not too hot to play soccer Besides you don’t have to do anything Grace said Just jump around in front of the goal while I shoot Sighing heavily Emily sat in the desk chair and turned on the computer No thanks The last time she’d played goalie Grace had drilled a ball right into Emily’s stomach Not on purpose but still Aww Em you know that was an accident Grace defended herself I wasn’t trying to hit you My foot slipped Pictures of the wild mustangs popped up on the Bureau of Land Management’s website and Emily clicked on the gallery to see all the mustangs Here they are These are all the ones they’ve rounded up for adoption Why do they round them up Grace asked How come they don’t just let them stay wild
