Luck led them to spot one of the missing longhorns as they moved on, and it was gathered back into the fold. An hour later they found a stray that was...so wild that it almost wasn't worth trying to get into the herd. Once there, though, it seemed to remember it was a herd animal and settled down. The second night they took two hour watches, and simply rode around and around the herd the entire time. They didn't lose any that night.Davidson recognized the cowboy who had come to see him earlier.. The slightest movement made her wince.“I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’ll be able to draw a bow or lift anything heavy anytime soon. If you find someone with healing magic, they might be able to undo the damage, but otherwise, I can’t imagine your arm will ever regain its full use or strength.”“That’s fine,” she said with a monotone voice and dead fish eyes. She shuddered as if shaking herself awake. “No, it’s not fine, it’s terrible. But ... I don’t have to worry about using a bow.”“You’re. " Yes dear," she agreed but made a funny face at me from behind his back.I moved a put my legs up on the sofa and layback to rest after the long drive home. I was conscious that my gown may be gapping slightly but I just couldn't be bothered to adjust it."I'll get some tea ready," said my mother and she left the room."Yeah, I've got some e-mails to answer," said Mark and he too left."How your grades doing?" my father asked and I was aware that he had moved to another chair.My brain wasn't in. “Yours!” She snapped. This took me completely by surprised and I stepped back from her.I was totally shocked and struggled to get any words out to explain to Miss that I had placed it on top of the pile, with my name on it, at the end of school the previous day. Miss Manson had not been in the room, but I had followed her instructions and placed it on the pile. It had to be there.“Where is it, Peter?” Miss said calmly, but with a tone that indicated that she was displeased and angry.“I placed.