Trinity stood at the entrance to the barn and breathed in the fresh Kentucky air. Still a bit chilly from recent rains, the fall temperatures promised a much more comfortable stay than on the plains earlier this summer. “Get through this. Finals in two weeks.” “Yep.” Lacey approached, feed bucket in hand. “We’re both on the fence for making the top twenty-five. Best I can figure if we can take the first couple of places, we’ll be set.” Trinity nodded. “That’s what I figured too. Close, definitely, but I think we’re just about there.” Lacey walked toward their small camp out area and set the bucket down in the empty stall next to Candy where she stored all her stuff for the weekend. Trinity followed, automatically stroking Legacy’s nose when he stuck his head over the door and nickered. After exiting the area, Lacey pulled out her lawn chair and plopped down, her gaze locked on Trinity. “How’s things with Cody coming along?” Trinity blinked and glanced at her boots for a long moment before looking up again.
