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Tea Biscuit

Part 3

III

Ethan and his mother packed a modest bag and returned to the Dr. Posonby's office. Dr. Posonby and Hannah were waiting.

Ms. Everest was gushing with happiness. “You did it! You did it, Ethan! Thank you so very, very much, Dr. Ponsonby. Thank you, Hannah! Everyone said that I shouldn't bother with a son. Well, I bothered all right – for eighteen years, I bothered. Wait till I tell his sister! He's my Ethan.”

Dr. Ponsonby smiled. She could only wait for Ms. Everest to tire. It was an occasion to celebrate. Many applied but only a few were chosen. She only examined the few who got this far. Most got no further. Ethan was an outstanding specimen. Dealing with Ms. Everest's exuberance was much more pleasant than comforting a rejection. “We still need a few signatures. You know, of course, all Ponies require minor surgery. Ethan here requires a circumcision. There are a few more things.”

All males in the stable were circumcised to facilitate hygiene. Their nasal septa were pierced and ringed. That much was obvious to any who followed racing at the track or on TV. Only true enthusiasts knew that their vocal cords were routinely snipped. Males had no reason to talk; Ponies only need listen.

Ms. Everest looked at Ethan. “Are you certain you want this, dear?”

Ethan nodded, yes.

“Okay, where do I sign? She signed once where Hannah showed her and then once more. “You won't castrate him?” she whispered and looked at her son with sudden real concern. “ Will you?

Ethan was startled by his mother's sudden change in mood. He was never much good at big words and he hated when people used words he didn't understand.

“Oh, my goodness, no,” the doctor answered. Everyone knew that intact males were innately lazy and prone to violence and most mounts ended up gelded before they were retired. However, the important decision to geld a Pony or leave him intact was usually made once one could better define his potential.

Ms. Everest signed.

Dr. Ponsonby held up the bonus check where Ms. Everest and Ethan might see it.

“Okay now,” she said, “Ethan dear, you signed here and here.”

Ethan took the pen and signed with a flourish. “Now sis has her money for college!”

“May Ashley, his little sister, and I visit our Ethan at the Bar None Ranch? I've heard it's beautiful.”

“No, no – not for six full months. We can't allow any distractions from Ethan's training. We all want him to be a champion. Don't we?”

“Okay, let's get this show on the road,” said Hannah reaching for her car keys. “Ethan, come with me.”

Ethan hugged his mother one more time and started to follow Hannah. He stopped abruptly. “Hey! I forgot my bag in Mom's car. Let me go back and get it.”

Hannah shook her head. “You really needn't bother. We'll give you everything you need on the ranch.”

Ethan shrugged his shoulders. He clutched Beth's box of tea biscuits and followed Hannah to her car.

“We're going to stop at the infirmary first.”

Hannah opened the right rear passenger door. Ethan thought this bit of reverse gallantry odd, but slipped the back seat. She slammed it behind him. The car pulled smoothly away form the curb. He looked in the front seat and saw a tangle of chains on the floor. “What's that,” he asked Hannah.

“Oh that,' she answered, “shackles. Takes some pretty strong shackles to restrain a big fellow like yourself.”

Ethan shook his head doubtfully. Eager to begin his new life, he never considered that this would be his last opportunity to sit clothed in an automobile.


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