The Whisperer

“Not interested,” Cameron interrupted him.

Philip came closer and slapped him on the shoulder. “Come and see, will you? I have to go now, will you be okay?”

“I don’t know what you’re going on about, I’m fine. I want to find out what the hell is wrong with Bravo, the sooner the better. There are other things on the farm that need my attention; I can’t keep taking workers to the hospital because of one ornery horse!”

Philip cleared his throat. “What about Cilla’s ideas?”

Cameron crossed his arms. “Ken and I have spoken about letting the horses run free, it’s not as if I’ve never thought of the idea, but it took time to fence off a piece of land specifically for them. But now it’s done. As far as the mare for Bravo is concerned … I-I’ll go and talk to Cilla’s dad about the chestnut mare. I don’t believe for one minute that’s the only reason for Bravo’s behaviour, but to please Ken, I’m prepared to do even that. Just to show all of them the woman is talking nonsense.”