Word Count: 72,008
Summary of Events:
Macaulay was bombarded by calls and texts from friends while showering and discovered that Mr. Douglass-Milligan had — allegedly, for all Macaulay knew — found a buyer for the horse; not that he was sure why his friends needed to tell him about it. Caetline and most of her class ended up being taught by M. Alberts because Jada got overly upset and Mrs. Quincey took her aside to talk about it. Macaulay was at the hospital for work again, his friends still bombarding him with messages about the latest fundraising efforts by the Aberdeenshire Rescuers . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
The vibration of his silenced mobile in his coat pocket startled Macaulay. He took advantage of the fact that they were walking down a hallway — with Dr. MacArthur ahead of him — to see what it was.
As he should've expected, it was a message from the same friends who'd been blowing up his mobile every time something new happened relating to Mr. Douglass-Milligan — and this in spite of the fact that he'd repeatedly told them he didn't care. It was just a link, probably to their GoFundMe page.
Macaulay shook his head. With the amount of haranguing he'd received from them, particularly featuring links to the GoFundMe page, and especially since the revelation of a prospective buyer — however true that might be — he almost wondered if his friends were expecting him to just drop down the last of the money needed to buy the horse so that the Rescuers could get it instead of the true-or-false buyer from the Continent.
That thought prompted Macaulay to feel a greater measure of irritation toward his friends than he'd previously felt. All they really wanted him for was his money? It wasn't like any of them lived in the poorhouse, why couldn't they shell out some money? He doubted they'd given anything yet, considering that the last he'd seen it wasn't even £550, surely his friends wouldn't be so cheap as to give less than £100 or so each.
Besides, they were far more into horses than he was, so why were they expecting him to respond? Maybe once he was done at the hospital today he'd have to take some time to message them — actually, it might be better to e-mail them instead — and ask them what the meaning was behind all this barraging because it made him really feel like they were even less his friends than he thought they'd been not all that terribly long ago.
Sure he was the richest one out of them all, but he wasn't interested in this, he hadn't been from the start, and he didn't see what they didn't get about that. They seemed almost worse than Ellie about the issue.
Thinking of Ellie, Macaulay wondered if she would've put them up to it, but he doubted it, honestly. Ellie was annoying, but she wasn't underhanded. She just seemed to fuss about him overmuch, and it didn't make any sense to him why she had to fuss about him so much; he wasn't her child, Stirling and Penelope were.
Macaulay sighed. It wasn't really worth thinking about all of this now, he had work that needed to be done, he could worry about whether his friends were trying to get him to front all the money to buy this horse himself or not and what part — if any — Ellie had to play in it when he got home.
Pronunciations:
Alberts: ahlbehr
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