CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 7
"Well, he tried," Uncle Warren said, laying his hand on Forest's shoulder.
"I know I can't expect Whirlaway to win every race," Forest agreed.
"But he's never run this poorly!" "Can we go see him?" Dink asked.
"Sure," Forest said, checking his watch. "Meet us back here in about fifteen minutes, okay?"
The kids clambered down the grandstand steps and ran toward the barns.
They entered barn E and walked past curious horses peering from stalls.
"There's Whirlaway," Josh
