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

hanging loose again as soon as he answered.

Then came the part Walt had argued about until the night before.

Jonah stopped in the center and unclipped the lead.

A sound passed through the arena like wind moving under a door. People knew enough to understand the risk. A once-wild mustang, loose in a crowded pavilion, with an open gate at the far end and continue reading …