The crowd thought the boy in the wheelchair was helpless-until the wild mustang lowered his head to his boots

rose above him, because the crowd noise rolled through the tunnel and hit him in the chest.  Horses shifted in the holding area. Aluminum ramps clattered outside. Somewhere, a child dropped a bucket, and Cinder jumped hard enough that the lead  rope snapped tight for a fraction of a second.

Jonah did not pull back.

He let the slack return to the line.continue reading …