The broke old farmer bought the dying mare for $200. Then the millionaire arrived with a sheriff-and the horse hid behind the old man like she knew exactly who had hurt her

leg shook hard when she moved, and for one awful second Wade thought she would collapse where she stood. Instead she made a short, awkward hop forward. Then another.

Her muzzle stopped inches from his palm. She breathed out against him, warm and damp and faintly sweet beneath the smell of sickness.

Wade closed his eyes.

He had not been able to save Maggie.continue reading …