Wild Midnight: An Emily Story

Wild Midnight: An Emily Story — page 1
Chapter One Emily sniffled and put a bookmark in the book she was reading That poor little horse All it wanted was to live in the wild but they captured it and took it away from its mother Her twin sister Grace burst into the room fanning herself with one hand Whew it’s hot out there She took a sip from her purple water bottle and crossed the room As she neared Emily’s bed she slid to a halt Are you crying Noo Not really Sniffling didn’t count as crying did it Grace swiped a finger under Emily’s eye and waved it in front of her sister’s face Then why is my finger wet Grace asked in a triumphant voice Well maybe I was a little Emily admitted Her sister would keep pestering until she had an explanation for the tears so heaving a sigh Emily said I’m reading a story about mustangs that run wild and how they’re rounded up and sold off I just read the part about a helicopter swooping in to scare them so men on horseback could capture them One was a baby and they took him away from his mom That sounds sad Grace jumped on the bed and picked up the book She never just sat on a bed she bounced up and down It made Emily seasick if it was possible to be seasick on land Why read it if it makes you cry I hope it has a happy ending Emily said The other books in this series do