She wore a saffron yellow bikini and her hair was hidden by a big yellow towel. e an onion, not very happy memories, the kind you tucked into a corner of your mind and tried to forget. No one could deny Rupert’s genius as a rider, but his horses were not happy. Billy’s horse was coming up to a big oxer and scattering poles.
She and her friend were secretaries at the Embassy, the blonde was saying, they loved the life in Rome. Next came Sally-Ann Thomson. He knew that she, as much as he, enjoyed the sheer pleasure of showing the world that he could succeed with a horse Rupert had thrown out. Billy, who’d never paid a gas or telephone or electricity bill in his life, had no idea they’d be so high.
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