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CHAPTER 2.
AM I GOING CRAZY?
Saffron walked to Magic’s paddock like she did every afternoon. She wore riding boots and jodhpurs. In her backpack was her crash-cap plus a bag of bread, apples and carrots as a treat for her pony.
Everything seemed so normal. She just couldn’t believe that it would all change. She had been so happy since she had moved from the big city, despite having to leave all her best friends behind. Magic made the difference.
The people from whom her parents had bought the house had a fifteen year old son who used to ride Magic. He grew too big for her so they bought him
a thoroughbred showjumper
instead.
