Lauren kept her window open all night just as she had promised. At six o’clock, she jumped out of bed and crossed the room to look out. But Twilight wasn’t by the gate. Lauren felt alarmed. Twilight always stood by there in the morning. Pulling on her jeans she, she hurried outside.
As she reached the paddock, she saw Twilight still lying where she had left him. His nose was resting heavily on the ground and his eyes were closed.
‘Twilight!’ Lauren cried out.
Twilight’s ears flickered and he half-raised his head. He looked exhausted.
Lauren scrambled over the gate and raced across the grass. Throwing herself down on the ground beside him, she touched his neck. ‘Twilight!’ she gasped. ‘What’s the matter? You look really ill!’