The pressure of her strong, confident legs kept
his pace steady and forward as the drumming of galloping hooves drove every
other thought from her mind. The wind stung
her face as they rounded the last turn on the course and locked onto the final
jump. It was giant vertical, but they’d
trained for this moment. She could feel
his heart pounding along with her own and taste the sweetness of her first
Grand Prix victory just seconds away now --
“Jayne… Come on now, honey.”
She opened her eyes. The
ring of ponies had stopped and the children were being unbelted and removed so
the next eager group could hop on.
“Once more, Mommy. Please…”
