Mr Mac trained his glasses on a horse in midfield. ‘Let him be,’ he muttered. ‘Keep him steady.’ Angus stood beside him. ‘Looking good, Dad.’ ‘Just got to keep to the race plan.’ Hannah raised her binoculars and stared around at the crowd. ‘Well, at least I got one good thing out of Tash—the binoculars.’ Angus grinned. ‘Doing some boy watching, Hannah?’ Hannah grunted. ‘And Sky Blue’s leading in the straight, followed by He’s Happening and Decades Ago. Big Fish’s trying hard next to School Days and Canola Flower.’ ‘Angus, what’s the name of your father’s horse again?’ Gabby was staring hard at the form guide. ‘Jackie’s Joy. See? Just behind the leaders.’ He glanced down at her. ‘You’re looking at the wrong race. This is race five.’ ‘Oh. Do you think horse eight has a chance?’ ‘What’s its name?’ ‘Double Dingo.’ ‘Not a chance. Saw him race two weeks ago. He was so far behind he almost got caught up with the next race.’ Gabby was silent.
