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[yourunichase]

Now, families of town, please don't think this is any cause for your children to miss school. Remember the best thing for them is not to have idle hands or idle minds.



[Miss Mercy Parker was walking up the street from the school house to the boarding house where she lived. The teacher was putting in all her spare pennies (of which there were very few) into buying a house of her very own. So far it wasn't going very well. Each day, on her walk, she'd pause and stare at this house or that, her blue eyes peering below the brim of her hat. She was good at peering at things. For a moment her fingers just flexed in their gloves; it wouldn't be long now. Hopefully]

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[yourunichase]

[Parker's smile was set on, and she inclined her head, holding her purse a bit as if it were armor.]

I'm pleased to have you then.

[Even if she really weren't pleased at all.]

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

That's very kind.

[His own expression now sounds forced.]

I apologize for not offering you an arm. My horse is occupying the majority of my mind. He is the spawn of the devil on his good days.

[yourunichase]

He does seem to be a spirited piece of horse flesh.

[Parker smiled appreciatively at the horse, because she was rather fond of them.]

How long have you had him?

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

About three years now? I bought him off a man in Missouri for a steal. Sadly I don't think the man knew horses and given that I didn't know either...we both got more then we bargained for.

[He pats the horse on the flank. For in reality he knows exactly how to handle horses-and he really did steal this one]

I've given him a name too. Isn't that awful? He's Blanco. How original.

[yourunichase]

[The name Blanco made Mercy smile a bit, and she leaned over and patted the horse quickly, soothing it with splayed fingers.]

I bet he can be soothed with sugar.

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

If you happened to have some.

[Blanco noses forward as Bisner keeps a hand on the reigns.]

Can't think of a beast alive that wouldn't turn down sugar. When I was a boy I lived for the moments I could have peppermint sticks.

[yourunichase]

I'm afraid I ain't got any on me right now.

[Parker inclined her head for a moment, and then scratched the horse's muzzle.]

[expectremorse.livejournal.com]

[He strokes the horse's head with a sad look] Pity. Not too much sweet left these days after the war.

I shall have to lead him to a stable and take you up on that suggestion however.