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

is terrified.”

“I know.”

“You can’t get out of his way.”

“I know that, too.”

Her face tightened as if he had slapped her. He regretted it immediately, but not enough to stop. Behind her, Cinder struck the fence again, and the sound traveled straight through Jonah’s chest.

Caroline lowered her voice. “You don’t have to be brave for these people.”

“I’m not.continue reading …