Anne walked towards the colts
"I havent given any of them names yet, you name one," offered Anne.
"Spicey," shouted someone
"The little missus, thats my nickname" said Anne as a little girl of 12 came running up. She was exactly like her mother, tall,skinny,bossy and ready to give any slaves punishment.
"Saddle my horse spicey, mamma said to say you would get a whippin if you said no," she said
"well you tell youre mamma no, the last time you rode one of the horses it broke i`s leg," said Anne



