staff discount will be a big help.â
âSo how did you go yesterday?â Jessica said, suddenly remembering Tiffany had had her own important event. Tiffany was passionate about dressage.
âReally well: a first and two seconds.â
âThatâs great!â
âYeah, and scored high enough to qualify for the state champs. Not sure Iâll be bothered going, though.â
âEven still. Oh, wow, we should be cracking open the champagne!â
âNot with you on painkillers, young lady,â Tiffany scolded playfully.
âHmm.â
âSo, seriously, is it really painful?â
âA bit at the moment; Iâm due another couple of pills. But Iâm more exhausted than anything else â I couldnât sleep in the hospital. Iâm planning a nap real soon.â
âIâd better leave you to it then.â
âYou donât have to, Iâm fine.â
âIâd better go and get ready for work.â
âOh, I didnât realise you were starting straight away.â
âIâm just doing a couple of hoursâ orientation this afternoon and then I start properly in the morning. At this stage Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, but Iâm hoping it will become Tuesdays and Thursdays as well if the farmers have a good season.â
âWell, good luck with it. I look forward to hearing all about it.â
âYeah, right, how many bags of chaff and how many bales of hay such and such has bought â very exciting stuff.â
âItâs probably going to be a whole lot more interesting than what Iâll be getting up to in the next six weeks.â
âGood point. Look, Iâd better run. But Iâm so relieved youâre okay. Iâll be over as soon as I can, but do let me know if thereâs anything you need. Other than more drugs â Iâll put them in my bag right now before I forget.â
âThanks, Tiff, that would be brilliant. And thanks so much for the call. Good luck with the new job.â
âThanks. See you soon.â
âSee ya.â
Jessica hung up smiling. A chat with Tiffany always brightened up the dullest of moods. And she couldnât help being pleased at the prospect of more pain relief without stepping out into the big wide world â her head was now pounding as well as her leg. She looked across at her handbag, wondering if she could get the end of the crutch into the strap and drag it within reach without falling off the couch. Maybe? She was just making her first attempt when Steve came in, followed by the two dogs.
âHey, donât you dare. Iâll get it,â he said, seeing what she was up to. âSo, have you managed a nice rest?â
âNo, the bloody phone rang!â
âOh, who was it?â
âTiff. It was wonderful to speak to her, but Iâm in pain, tired and cranky. And bored,â she added, pouting.
âWhat am I going to do with you for six weeks?â he said, putting her handbag on the coffee table before sitting down and wrapping both arms around her. It was so comforting that Jessica felt her throat constrict.
âShoot me,â she said into his chest.
âIâm ready for a kip myself,â Steve said, ignoring Jessicaâs comment. He kissed the top of her head and let out a weary sigh. âHorses are fine, float is empty and cleaned out. Is that all for now, mâlady?â
âThank you. Yes, thanks so much.â
Steve got up wearily and went and stood beside the second couch where the two dogs were now sprawled without even the good grace to look guilty.
âCome on, you two, off,â Steve said, and waved his arm at them.
With two harrumphs they were off and lying on the hard floor â looking miffed. Steve lay down on the vacated lounge.
Jessica closed her eyes. The room was quiet except for the gentle rustle of trees, the woody melodic tone of the bamboo wind chime out under the