The next day Amy was working with one of the other horses being boarded at the stable. She had just let the horse loose and was going to join up with them.
She didn't even notice the elevator flying by overhead.
Nor did she notice that she soon had a spectator.
Willy Wonka had decided to stop by and see how things were going. Now he watched, fascinated, as Amy worked with the horse. He smiled at the end of the join up as the horse followed Amy without a lead rope. He hoped someday he and Cocoa could have such a relationship. When it was clear that Amy was done with the horse, Willy cleared his throat to attract her attention.
"Oh!" Amy cried, her head snapping around. "Mr. Wonka, I didn't see you." Then she asked, "Did you see the join up?"
"I did," Willy said. "I just came by because I was wondering how Cocoa was doing."
"I was going to start on him next, Mr. Wonka," Amy told him, "But I did find out something interesting about him last night."
"What?" Willy asked.
"He's afraid of you," Amy said. "A similar thing happened in his old home. His rider fell off and broke her leg. However, she blamed him for the accident. She badly mistreated him, Mr. Wonka. When you had your accident, it brought back all the bad memories, and with it, a fear that you would treat him the same way." An idea began to form in Amy's mind. "You know," she said, "You should really be the one to work with him."
Willy's eyes widened. "I…I don't know a-about that," he stammered. "I-I-I wouldn't know what…to do. Besides, I don't have the time. I probably shouldn't have even come. I gotta get back." He raced to the elevator and was soon gone again.
Amy shook her head in puzzlement. Both horse and owner were scared of each other. How was she ever going to bring them together?