A lump lodged in his throat. It took him a few times to clear it before he was able to speak. “He’s special, Harp. A racehorse through and through. He just lost the way.” He paused, a bigger realization looming before him that he couldn’t ignore. “We both did.” Harper reached out and took his hand, squeezing hard. “We all do, big brother. But you found it again, and so did he. And this one’s going to accomplish amazing things. I think I finally found my winner.”
