The crowd thought the boy in the wheelchair was helpless-until the wild mustang lowered his head to his boots – Page 26

Jonah’s throat tightened so hard he had to swallow against it. He did not move. He barely let himself breathe.

The horse exhaled again, longer this time, a deep shudder that ran through his ribs. His head stayed low. His eyelids softened. In front of hundreds of people who had come to watch men handle wild horses with ropes and flags,continue reading …

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