Yanking him back, she rode straight at the jump from three yards away and just cleared it. “You might even finish it by the time we get through customs. “What a fuss about nothing,” she seemed to be saying, and cantered out of the ring with a buck and a whisk of her tail. The General smiled, Sailor nudged the General in the pocket as though checking if he were armed too, and the photographers went wild.
”Billy looked at her lascivious face, mascara-smudged under her eyes, crimson lipstick kissed away. Jake braced himself, longing to see them but prepared for sullen antagonism, even abuse. That woman’s a nympho. The officials in their coral blazers seemed to be dancing, the derby rising and falling by itself, the red and blue boat sailing away.
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