Now Alec had a real problem, one he couldn’t tuck away in some corner of his mind and ignore. Alec and Henry led the Black to the walking path circling the barn. “Shadows have never bothered the Black,” Alec said. “He’s run through them a hundred times.” Lines of worry creased Henry’s brow. “That was before yesterday’s race.” “So what can we do about it?” “Good question. Any horse but the Black, I’d try using a shadow roll when he races.” Alec frowned at the thought of adding the thick padded roll to the noseband on the Black’s bridle. It functioned like blinkers and limited a horse’s field of vision so that he couldn’t see around his feet. “He’d never go for more tack on his face. Sometimes the Black still resents wearing a bridle. But there must be an answer somewhere.” Henry slapped his thigh angrily. “Jay-sus. If this don’t beat all.” Alec tried to be optimistic. “Come on, Henry. Maybe the Black will get over this thing on his own.”
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