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

his attitude on the rare days he had one, but none of that changed the simple truth. His legs would not come back. The boy who had ridden into the Sierra Gate arena before the accident was gone, and no amount of encouragement could put him in the saddle again.

That was still true.

The difference was that truth no longer filled the whole sky.

Jonah looked continue reading …