A Horse Called El Dorado (2012)

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It took me a few moments to remember where I was, and then I jumped up out of bed and pulled back the curtains. With my nose up to the glass I had a view of the yard at the back of the house. There was a wheelbarrow with buckets in it. Behind a hedge were four goats. To the right was a small, stone outhouse and to the left another hedge. In front of this on a clothesline, my towel hung to dry among some other items. Some chance in this damp weather, I thought to myself. Where was the sun? The l...ight outside was very dull. It looked cold. The hedge was a tangle of different types of leaves and thorns, an incredible weave of growth and colour. The few trees I could see had bronze and copper leaves that seemed to be shivering. I felt a bit of a shivering leaf myself.
    Downstairs there were voices so I crept to my door, opened it and listened.
    ‘There isn’t a pick on him,’ Grandma was saying, and she did not mean her favourite goat.
    ‘He is small for his age all right,’ said Grandad, ‘and thin as a greyhound.’ ‘Well, I can fatten him up, but what will we do with him then?’ ‘He can help out.
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