Chapter 14
A dark shadow moved in front of my bedroom window.
"Go away," I grumbled. "Can't a girl get a decent night's sleep?"
I sat up and stared through the missing wall to where the man sat upon his painted stallion.
"Pippa is in bed, so you'd better have a good reason for being here, or I swear to God I'll lob something at your head."
The dark rider assumed a bemused expression, and just for a moment I saw the echo of his son. His enormous stallion chewed on its bit and pawed the ground, anxious to get moving.
"Next time you barge in," I grumbled, "could you at least bring Harvey for me to ride?"
The man tugged at his reins and the stallion turned. I hurried after him. I wasn't surprised when he led me back to the secret Aboriginal well. He rode down the embankment past the bra
