thoughts, suddenly ashamed of the direction theyâd taken. She wouldnât like her horse to be chased by a strange dog either, but Mom or she should discipline him, not Melissa. Kate shot up a little prayer. God, please help me control my temper.
She raised her voice, hoping to be heard above the barking. âRufusâcome here, boy.â Melissaâs continued shrieks seemed to upset her horse even more. Kate cupped her hands around her mouth. âLeave that cat alone!â
Mom and Mrs. Tolbert ran down the alleyway from the office at the far end of the barn. Mom arrived at their side first. âRufus, get over here right now,â she commanded. âCome.â
Something about her voice must have gotten the dogâs attention. He slid to a halt only a couple of yards from where Mom stood. He panted and grinned as though heâd won some kind of special doggy award. âI said, come!â She patted her leg, and Rufus trotted over and sat beside her. Grabbing his collar, she led him out into the alleyway. âKate, tie up your dog. He canât be loose anymore during business hours.â
Kate couldnât believe sheâd heard right. This was not Rufusâs faultâor hers. It was that dumb catâs fault for running in front of him, and Melissaâs for chasing him and getting her horse all worked up. âMom! Thatâs mean. I understand keeping him tied up if someone is here, but not all the time!â
âNo, young lady, itâs not. We canât have him chasing horses.â
âBut he wasnât. He was chasing a stray cat.â
Mrs. Tolbert stepped up and glanced from the dog to her daughter. âIs Mocha all right?â
Melissa stormed across the arena, her mouth pinched in a frown. âYou need to discipline that dog and keep him chained. Heâs dangerous.â
Kate pulled Rufus to her side, her hands shaking. âHe didnât hurt your horse, and you know it. He wasnât even looking at Mocha. All he cared about was the cat.â
âIt doesnât matter. Mocha couldâve hurt himself when he kicked the wall, or he could have hurt someone else.â She turned to her mother. âThis is what I was afraid of. They donât know what theyâre doing. I want to take Mocha somewhere else.â
âYeah, well, he couldâve ruined our wall too.â Kate tugged on Rufusâs collar and headed toward Tori, who stood quietly a short way up the aisle. âWhy donât you find another barn if you think weâre so horrible?â
âKate.â Her motherâs tone stopped Kate in her tracks. âYou need to apologize.â
âMom! I didnât do anything wrong.â
âMelissa and her mother are our boarders. They have every right to be upset that Rufus frightened their horse, and you shouldnât be rude.â
It was all Kate could do not to glare at her mother, but she knew exactly where that would get her. As it was, sheâd probably be grounded for the rest of her life if she didnât follow orders. Even then, sheâd bet Mom and Dad would give her a talking to after everyone left. She kicked at a pebble in the dirt, then raised her eyes toward Melissa. âSorry.â
Her mother took a step toward her, eyebrows raised. âExcuse me?â
Tears of humiliation sprang to Kateâs eyes. She stared at the wall and blinked a couple of times, then turned toward the arena. âI apologize for saying you should go somewhere else, Melissa.â
There. Sheâd said it the way her mother expected, but she didnât mean it. Not a word. In fact, she hoped Melissa wouldnât accept it. Maybe she would demand they take her horse and leave, and her mother would listen. Nothing would make Kate happier.
Melissaâs gelding had come to a stop and stood quietly along the nearby rail. The girl snapped the lead line on the halter and led him to the open gate,