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

by one, but because he knew what it was to wake up surrounded by people with plans for your body. Doctors. Nurses. Therapists. Family. Everyone meaning well, everyone asking, testing, touching, measuring. Everyone standing over him while he lay there with no way out.

Cinder spun toward the gate when Jonah reached it.

The horse blew hard, the sound sharp continue reading …