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  IS STEVIE REALLY ON GOOD BEHAVIOR THIS YEAR?

  Carole groaned. “April Fools’ Day again! I hate it.”

  Stevie poured a bag of grain into the mixing bin. “Why, Carole. How could you say such a thing?”

  “Easily,” Carole said. “If I recall correctly, one year you replaced Mrs. Reg’s reading glasses with another pair. And then there was the time you moved all the horses into different stalls. Was that the same year you put the rubber horse manure in Mrs. diAngelo’s Mercedes-Benz?”

  Stevie stirred the grains together thoughtfully. “I think they were all the same year,” she said. “The year before was when I—”

  “Stop! I can’t stand it,” Carole said. “Your April Fools’ pranks have been nothing but trouble. You just can’t get away with this stuff all the time, Stevie.”

  “This year I’m only going to do nice things,” Stevie promised.

  Carole thought that sounded like a good idea. April Fools’ Day and Stevie could be a pretty dangerous combination.…

  RL 5, 009-012

  BRIDLE PATH

  A Bantam Skylark Book / April 1993

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  Copyright © 1993 by Bonnie Bryant Hiller.

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  Contents

  Cover

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  About the Author

  CAROLE HANSON MOVED a backpack from a chair to a footstool in Stevie Lake’s room so she could sit down. Lisa Atwood then moved it from the footstool to the top of a pile of magazines so she could sit down. Stevie sat on top of the backpack.

  “Do you think Max will let us play mounted games today at Horse Wise?” she asked. “Last week he was so determined to have us learn everything there was about the difference between what it meant when a horse’s forefoot was resting, and what it meant when its hind foot was resting, that we never got to the fun part—riding.”

  “Those are important things to know,” Carole said, defending Max Regnery, the owner of Pine Hollow Stables, where the girls rode. “If a horse lifts his hind foot to rest it, it means he’s relaxed. If he lifts his forefoot, it means it hurts.”

  Carole knew a lot about horses. In fact, all three girls knew a lot about horses, but Carole probably knew the most. They all loved horses so much that they had formed their own club—The Saddle Club—and whenever they could, they had meetings, even if it meant shoving aside a lot of junk in Stevie’s messy room so they could talk about their favorite subject: horses.

  “I thought the chance to practice leg bandaging was useful last week,” Lisa said.

  Lisa always wanted to do everything the very best way she could. When it came to horses, Carole was the same. Stevie tended to be a little more casual. She loved riding and always did everything she had to do in order to be able to ride, but she didn’t go overboard on things she considered boring. She only went overboard on things she considered fun. As a result, she was often in hot water and spent a lot of time explaining things to people like the headmistress of her school and to the director of their riding stable, Max Regnery.

  Max was the owner of Pine Hollow, the stable where the girls rode, took lessons, belonged to a Pony Club called Horse Wise, and, in Carole’s case, boarded her horse. She was the only one of the three who actually owned her own horse. He was a bay gelding named Starlight. Stevie usually rode a Thoroughbred bay gelding named Topside, who had belonged to a championship show rider named Dorothy DeSoto before an accident ended Dorothy’s riding career. The horse Lisa rode most these days was an Arabian named Barq.

  “Well, I know we have to know things about lameness and bandaging,” Stevie acknowledged, “but I’d still rather ride. I bought a whole book about horseback games, too. It’s full of ideas—if I can just find it.”

  Stevie stood up from the magazine/backpack pile and began rummaging through another pile of books and magazines trying to locate the book of games.

  She didn’t find that right away, but she did find the research cards for a history paper that she’d handed in (without research cards) two months earlier. She also found her “favorite” pair of socks, though from the dust they had accumulated living underneath Stevie’s radiator, it wasn’t clear to Lisa and Carole what made them so special.

  Neither Lisa nor Carole was as tidy as their parents might wish, so they were reluctant to criticize their friend. But Lisa just couldn’t hold it in anymore. “How do you get away with this?” she said, looking around.

  “Yeah, and how do you find things to wear? I mean, what about clean clothes?” Carole asked.

  “Clean clothes are over there,” Stevie said, pointing to a muddled stack of unfolded items that might have been clean—or might not have been.

  Lisa and Carole laughed. There really wasn’t much choice. Stevie was simply incorrigible, and although being something of a slob wasn’t what they loved about her, it was part of the Stevie who was their best friend, and they weren’t going to change it.

  There was a knock at Stevie’s door, and then it opened a crack. The three girls looked over. A familiar arm reached in. It was Stevie’s mother’s arm, and there was a piece of paper in her hand.

  “Come in,” Stevie said.

  “I can’t,” said her mother. “(A) the door won’t open any farther because of a pile of something; and (B) I can’t stand to look. However, all that will change shortly.”

  “It will?”

  “Yes,” said the disembodied maternal voice from the other side. “It will all change before you go to Horse Wise. Because the room must be cleaned up by then.”

  “I don’t think I have time,” Stevie said, glancing around at the mess.

  “No time, no Horse Wise,” said her mother. “The item in my hand is a calendar. You’ll note a big X marked on every Saturday. That X means that your room must be clean and tidy before you go to Horse Wise. Or you don’t go to Horse Wise. Period.”

  Mrs. Lake’s fingers released the calendar, and then she withdrew her hand, closing the door after her. The paper fluttered down toward the floor of Stevie’s room. It came to rest on some rolled-up artwork that Stevie had brought home before Christmas vacation. Four months ago.

  Stevie paled. “She means it,” she said plaintively. “There’s no way I can do it alone and make it to Horse Wise. You’ll just have to go without me. Explain to Max. Take notes, okay? I should be able to get it all done by Monday or Tuesday, workin
g by myself … if I don’t stop for meals or to sleep.…”

  “Enough, enough,” Lisa said. “We’ll help. Since Horse Wise is involved, it’s going to be a Saddle Club project. This time.”

  Carole agreed. The Saddle Club had only two rules. The first was that members had to be horse crazy, and the second was that they had to be willing to help one another out. Stevie’s room definitely fell into the second category.

  “We’ll help you this time,” Carole said pointedly, “but from now on you should try to keep it clean by doing just a little bit of work every day.” Carole knew wishful thinking even when she was uttering it, but she thought she should try. She stood up and began picking at the nearest pile. She declared it to be a laundry pile and found that there was a lot to add to it. Lisa went to work on the papers. Stevie addressed the issue of clean clothes. She was surprised to find out she had so much drawer space.

  The girls worked efficiently, even if it wasn’t exactly what they wanted to be doing. They were a good team. They often worked together, especially at Pine Hollow, where riders were required to do chores. It was one of the ways that Max Regnery kept the costs down. Everybody pitched in.

  They chatted as they worked, tossing laundry to Carole, papers to Lisa, and clean clothes to Stevie.

  “You know, I’m not going to make my kids keep their rooms clean when I get married,” said Stevie.

  “No, you shouldn’t,” said Lisa. “The thing you’re going to have to do is get them to keep your room clean!”

  “If you can find anybody who wants to marry somebody who keeps her room so messy,” said Carole.

  “Maybe I’ll marry somebody rich enough so that we can have a maid,” Stevie suggested.

  “Two maids,” Lisa said, looking at Carole. “And speaking of getting married and being able to afford two maids, I read in a magazine that Skye Ransom is getting married in his next movie.”

  Skye was a young actor whom the girls had met by accident when they were in New York. In fact, the accident had been Skye’s when he fell off a horse and The Saddle Club helped him, and then made friends with him. They’d seen him again when he came to Virginia to make a movie. Lisa had even had a small part in it. The girls didn’t hear from Skye often, but he was such a popular actor that they could follow his career in magazines.

  “And that’s just a make-believe wedding,” said Stevie. “There’s a real one coming up, too.”

  “Right, Dorothy DeSoto is getting married in just a couple of weeks. Isn’t it cool that both of them are getting married at the same time?” Lisa mused dreamily, remembering that when the girls were in New York, they’d stayed with Dorothy. They’d come to see her in the American Horse Show and had ended up seeing her in the hospital after she cracked a bone in her back, ending her show-riding career.

  Stevie picked up a sweater and looked at it curiously.

  “It’s mine,” Carole said, fetching it from Stevie’s hand. “I think I lent it to you last year.”

  The work in Stevie’s room continued then, but so did the talk about weddings.

  “Isn’t it romantic that Dorothy’s marrying a member of the British Equestrian Team?” Carole asked. “It’s sort of like a wedding that joins royal families.”

  Dorothy’s fiancé was named Nigel Hawthorne. The girls had been following his career in equestrian magazines as avidly as they followed Skye’s in teen magazines. Both Nigel and Skye were doing very well. As a member of the British Team, Nigel could compete in every important international show in the world. Dorothy would travel with him sometimes. At other times, she would remain at her stable on New York’s Long Island, training show horses. Although she couldn’t compete anymore, she could still train, and she did. Sometimes she trained horses she owned and that Nigel might ride. Other times owners hired her to train their horses. The life that Dorothy and her husband would live sounded just about perfect to the Saddle Club girls.

  “Even their wedding is going to be horsey,” said Stevie. “They’re getting married at Dorothy’s stable.”

  “On horseback?” Carole asked.

  “I don’t think so,” said Stevie.

  “But wouldn’t that be perfect?” Carole asked.

  Stevie cocked her head. She’d never thought about something like that, but once Stevie got to thinking about something, she often thought very fast.

  “Sure, the flower girls could be on ponies,” she began.

  Lisa liked the idea, too. “The bride and groom could wear matching riding outfits.”

  “White, of course,” said Carole.

  “And the bride’s bouquet could be made with blue ribbons,” Stevie added.

  “Maybe the bride and groom would be in a horse-drawn carriage,” Carole suggested.

  “No, but that’s how they’d leave for their honeymoon,” Stevie said. She sighed because it sounded so romantic.

  “But the reception would have to take place in a paddock,” Lisa commented.

  “Unless it rained, in which case it could be in the indoor ring,” Stevie said.

  “And the food?” Carole asked.

  There was a burst of laughter then from the hall outside Stevie’s room. Stevie yanked on the door and found her twin brother Alex convulsed in giggles. Chad, her older brother, was in no better condition. Her younger brother, Michael, was able to report on what Alex and Chad had found so funny.

  “Chad said you should eat hay at the reception,” Michael said earnestly. “Alex thought the bride’s bouquet should be made of manure. And I said that—”

  Stevie didn’t give him a chance to finish. She pounced, shrieking loudly as she landed amid her brothers. It was hard for Lisa and Carole to make out who was winning, but it seemed clear that Stevie was getting in some licks.

  She didn’t have time to get many in, though, because Mrs. Lake arrived.

  “What’s going on here?” she demanded.

  “They were snooping outside my door!” Stevie said. “They were listening in and making fun.”

  Mrs. Lake looked at the boys. Annoyed as she was about the condition of Stevie’s room, privacy was important, and in their house a closed door required respect. The boys had been breaking a household rule.

  “Mom, she was talking about getting married on horseback!” Alex said in defense.

  “And having flower girls on ponies!” Michael added. This brought another wave of laughter from the three boys. Mrs. Lake sighed. She looked into Stevie’s room. It looked better. Not good, but better. And good enough to allow her to stop the fight that would no doubt continue the minute she left the scene. She glanced at her watch.

  “Isn’t it time for your Pony Club meeting?” she asked.

  “Got to run!” Stevie said. She, Lisa, and Carole were out of the house in five minutes flat.

  THE ENTIRE PONY Club was mounted on horseback shortly after the Horse Wise meeting began. This was Stevie’s kind of meeting. Studying horse poses was important—even Stevie knew that. But riding was fun. Everybody knew that. Not only were they on horseback, but they were playing games. Max wanted to see if he could make a relay team from Horse Wise that could compete outside their own district. The Saddle Club girls decided immediately who the first three members should be, and they appreciated every opportunity to demonstrate their abilities.

  They ran a tennis-racket relay race. For that one, each rider in turn had to carry a tennis racket with a ball balanced on it through a course of poles, weaving through them. They weren’t allowed to touch the ball, except when it fell off the racket. That happened a lot, especially to the other riders. Stevie, Lisa, and Carole did pretty well, and their team won the race easily.

  They didn’t do quite so well with the Supermarket Sweep. Each rider was supposed to race around the ring, stopping at six different piles where there were stacks of shopping items that they had to put in a bag and carry to the next post. They started out pretty well, but then Lisa broke a box of eggs and that put them in third place—out of four. Carole had
trouble with the roll of paper towels. When she dropped it, the roll unrolled and it took her a long time to dismount, roll it up, and get back into Starlight’s saddle. By the time it was Stevie’s turn, the team was a distant fourth. She decided to compensate for her disappointment by eating the cookies instead of putting them into a shopping bag. Normally Carole’s seriousness and Lisa’s competitiveness would have made them annoyed with Stevie, but by that time, they were so far behind in that race that they thought Stevie had a pretty good idea. They shared.

  Once the other riders finished their races, they ate their cookies, too. Max, of course, had known this would happen. He provided plastic glasses and milk. It seemed to Stevie, Carole, and Lisa that no matter how hard they tried to outfox Max, he was always a step ahead of them.

  “Now, while you’re all quiet—and the only way I can be sure of that is to see to it that your mouths are otherwise occupied—I’m going to tell you some good news. We’re going to have a visitor next week. Dorothy DeSoto will be here. She’s bringing a friend—a special friend—”

  The Saddle Club exchanged glances. This did sound like good news.

  “A gentleman who is a member of the British Equestrian Team, Mr. Nigel Hawthorne. Mr. Hawthorne is here because his team is competing in the Washington Horse Show.”

  “Here?” asked Meg Durham, one of the Horse Wise members.

  “Well, near here,” Max said. Pine Hollow was in Willow Creek, Virginia, about twenty miles from Washington, D.C.

  Everybody knew about the Washington Horse Show. It was a major event on the horse-show calendar, drawing the best riders from all over the United States, as well as international competitors. In certain events, national equestrian teams, usually the same riders who competed in the Olympics, participated.

  “But aren’t they about to get married?” Lisa blurted out, recalling the conversation the girls had while cleaning Stevie’s room. “I mean, shouldn’t there be parties and dress fittings—stuff like that?”

 

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