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Helen hasn’t been able to understand WHY Jamie was so insistent she never work as the front of the horse. It couldn’t be that hard, she’d thought many times silently—and, okay, out loud—if Jamie managed it so easily. Anyways, it was hot and sweaty at the back of the horse and uncomfortable all bent over. She suspected that was why he forced her to be it.

But she’s managed to bully him into it, so she’s staring out of the horse smugly as they trot discoordinately on stage. And then she sees her, and stops.