Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Hannah was in a melancholy mood and she was trying hard to hold on to it before it could turn sad. It had been some months since her son had been taken from her, and though her and Riley had been slowly piecing themselves back together, it was hard in moments like this. She had not given up, she would never give up looking for him, but she knew that it would get harder and harder to get him back as the time passed. She had to be strong, she had to be there for her other two boys - healthy and happy as they were, unknown to them that they were missing their third. They needed her, and Riley needed her too, as much as he wouldn't tell her or let it show. She knew him inside and out, he was hurting too and she knew he was trying to be strong for her. Hannah was trying to be there for him to, in ways he might not even realise.
Today, she'd gone out to pick up some bits the kids needed. They were settled and currently snoozing in their stroller, and she gently pushed it back and force out of instinct to keep them asleep as she browsed the babygrows on display. A touch of sadness as she looked them over, thinking of her third baby as she tried to decide on a couple to get the boys. Her eyes caught on one that mentioned being 1/3 and she swallowed hard to avoid the tears. There was no point in getting it, she didn't need a reminder of the third that was missing, she would never be able to forget. Sighing, she shook it off as best she could, hearing a sweet gurgle from the stroller and managing a small smile instead. They helped make it better, made her smile. They were surprisingly good babies, as if they knew the troubles their parents had and didn't want to make things worse.
She took a few steps away from the offending baby grow and picked up a couple of others instead, checking for the right sizes. "You guys grow so fast," She murmured softly, glancing at her list to check what else she was looking for and taking a step back. She stumbled as she accidentally knocked into someone, not having realised another person was in the isle with her she jumped slightly and spun, her heart pounding. "I'm sorry," She said automatically once her fight and flight instinct had taken a moment to check her and the fact she was not about to be attacked.
had he had a plan when he'd offered to take rae out that day? not a one. but he'd offered to that erin could get out and do what she needed without worrying about him or their daughter. so far he didn't think they were doing a horrible job of spending the day together. this morning she'd gotten an introduction to gaming while she'd been sitting on his lap, though he'd done his best to stick to games he was sure wouldn't give her nightmares, though he didn't tend to have too many of those. he didn't like playing games with situations he'd lived through, he had enough reasons for nightmares without adding anymore to the mix. then they'd walked blue and lucky down to the bakery to grab a sausage roll for lunch, taken the dogs home and then he'd thought what the harm could be in taking the drive to willow bridge to do some shopping.
what he was shopping for he had no idea, it had been more of a reason to try and get rae to take a nap but she seemed intent on not napping this afternoon and he didn't know if it was going to be a good thing or a bad thing later tonight but he was going with it for now, after all he couldn't force her to fall asleep. it wasn't long before they were walking through a store that was filled with baby clothes and he couldn't help the eyes popping out of his head as he looked at some of the stuff and the price that was attached to some of it. "do you need a 30 quid pair of pants you're going to outgrow in three hours?" he said as he looked down at his daughter in her stroller. "i think not." he said as he laughed a little before he hung the pants back on the rack and he took a step back so he could turn the stroller around and he felt himself knock into someone. "no it's my fault." he said as he turned around to see if who he'd knocked into was fine.
TWENTY TWO | MANAGER OF THE R&R NIGHTCLUB | ERIN JADE THORNE RAE HUNTER | 0
She thought perhaps after shopping it would be a good idea to get some lunch. Especially as the kids seemed settled enough, and being out and about was helping a little in terms of her mood. There was something about fresh air that just helped everything ease a little, even if it was a miserable day outside. Luckily it wasn't, and her and the babies had been able to enjoy a rare touch of sun to their skin before they'd entered the cool of the clothes shop. She smiled slightly at another funny babygrow but didn't pick it up, she wasn't here to spend all the savings, as tempting as that might be. She was normally much more aware of her surroundings, it was only instinct for her to be given how she'd grown up, but she'd be spoiled since then by a false sense of security among other nice things, and suddenly she was the type to be knocking into strangers.
"no it's my fault." She took a quick motherly glance into her stroller, wanting to check the kids hadn't suffered for her lack of concentration. They were still quiet and settled, dozing in the comfort of their blankets, and then she turned to face the stranger. And immediately froze. She should have recognised the voice, but she'd not been listening properly, but she recognised that face. That bastard fucking face. Rage took over in an instant, before fear or rationality did. Her heart leapt to see a baby with him. Her baby. It had to be. Who else would have that face and a little infant. How he could do this. Parade her stolen child around town as if he were a proud father. It made her sick. All this in a second, all so fast. Her brain screamed at her about the kids still in her possession. She had to keep them safe most of all. What if he tried to take the rest. "You. You.....you.." Words failed her, desperate to leap at him but unable to move a step. "Give me back my child." Her voice was a cold threat, but if she'd looked twice she would have seen the child wasn't hers, the nose not quite right, the hair not the right colour, the features not as masculine...
