The graceful animal raises his head and nickers in response, his fat dark lips vibrating.
She can’t contain her curiosity. “Do you think he understands us, Rico? I mean, it’s not like horses can talk, I s’pose. It just seems he knows what we’re saying and wants to tell us stuff …” she trails off, not wanting to appear foolish.
“Every gaucho knows horses can’t talk, High-rise. But with time and experience, there is no need for words, eh, Caesar?” He grins at the horse before turning back to Maxzyne and offering his arm. She rolls her eyes in exasperation. Oh yeah? Rico thinks he knows so much. Well, I’m definitely not telling him about the magic hat!
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