Well, you’ll have to think of something’
Come on,’ said Gary. ‘It’s after midnight and I’ve got to be back here at seven.’
But a few nights later, Nails went back to the factory
there were no meals
no warm fire to sit by
so late one evening
have another look at
Gary's mare
stopped when she heard
and her ear went back
what the matter
you're all right
you are not on your way to the
knackers now
he thought
the mare seemed to
grow calmer
she jump back,afraid
amd he felt a wet tongue
you like me
don't you
he was please
he lay back comfortable