I forgave Anna the moment she started to cry, I couldn't blame her for trying to help Win Big. Once Anna realized I was no linger furious at her, we started grooming Win Big together. Christina approached us a couple minutes later, with glasses of lemonade and buttermilk scones. Anna put Win Big into an empty stall and together, the three of us went into the house and sat and ate together talking.
For a while we sat in silence content with the sugary lemonade and the buttery scones. Then Anna broke the silence, " What do we do now?" That question only brought a longer bought of silence. " Well, I'd normally decide where to race him next." Christina stated. I had agreed with Tina with a simple nod, but I knew that was not what Anna had implied. " For now I say we try to lay low, and stay away from Maddie and keep training Win Big." That seemed to answer the upfront questions. But before anyone could say something we heard a noise. An all too familiarly eerily noise. The noise of an engine being cut.
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The Long Race Home (Being Rewritten)
General FictionWhen his bets go down, can this race horse rise to challenge and truly, Win Big? A/N: Do not steal the cover art.
