Without control of the front, the horse runs out of the front door and all Jen could do was keep up so as not to lose her balance. She passed through various parts of the city for the next few hours.
Jen realized that even though she had no control over the mare, she could still understand what she was thinking and went only to places she knew.
The mare passed the school, then the mall, stopped for a while to eat in a square.
At dusk, she knew she had to go home somehow, but she didn't want her parents to see her that way. When the mare stopped, we were in front of ..