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"It's all right, Esther," she extended her own forelegs and rested her chin on them, glancing at the filly beside her. "You're my friend, and I feel that if I stay with you--you won't disappear. Like--" she cut herself off, shaking her head.
"Dissapear?" Esther said confused, furrowing her eyebrows.
Gemma turned away, blinking sadly as she tried to put her feelings into words. "What I mean," she said slowly, looking in Esther's direction. "Is that---well---horses sometimes just---disappear. One day I hear them, another day I don't, and I'm told that they are 'gone,' and won't come back. My first mommy disappeared, and then my little brother disappeared. None of them ever came back, and I haven't heard them since," she shook her head, comforted by the sound of Esther's breathing, of the thought that she was 'there,' and not 'gone.' "I just--I just don't want you to disappear, too."