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

Part 4

A young handler, face red with frustration, reached for a coiled rope.

Walt’s voice cut across the pen. “Don’t.”

The handler froze. “We’re out of time.”

“I said don’t put a loop on him.”

“He has to get in front of the assessors.” The young man’s voice dropped,continue reading …