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

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“Then what are you doing?”

Jonah looked past her to the black horse trembling in the corner. “Trying not to let them ruin him.”

For a second, his mother had no answer. Her eyes shone, but she held herself still. She had spent two years trying to keep the world from taking more of her son. Now she was watching him wheel himself toward danger because continue reading …