  “C’mon,” Val said and grabbed Wyatt’s hand. “We need to get down to the stables and meet Rod before they go to the winner’s circle.” They began making their way out of the stands. “You know, if we watched from the owners’ box with Rod, we wouldn’t have to worry,” Wyatt pointed out. “This is so much better, watching from the Clubhouse.” Val had to raise his voice to be heard over what Wyatt could only describe as controlled chaos among the spectators. Val’s excitement and enthusiasm washed over Wyatt, and he laughed again. He turned and waved a good-bye to the people they’d been near and let Val pull him along through the crowd. Val insisted on sitting in the stands, closer to the track, which meant they’d have to make their trek to the owner area through a swell of people. Wyatt had come to think of the big colt as Sunny, and that was usually the name Val and Wyatt’s daughter, Janelle, used to refer to him. To everyone else, press, race announcers, and fans, he was Fire and Spice, and he was currently the most famous three-year-old Thoroughbred around. Wyatt had no way of knowing for sure, but it was probable Sunny had no idea he was galloping his way into a place in history. He simply loved to run. What Sunny most likely cared about was the extra attention in the form of rubdowns and treats that would be coming to him very shortly. One thing Wyatt had learned in the time since he’d first met Fire and Spice was that the horse did love getting attention. A Barlow Lens is available in eBook, paperback and through Kindle Unlimited. The entire Circles collection is available in an eBook box set.
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