41 year old Marcus Alexander used to life a happy life on a farm with his wife Angela and son Jarmain, their life was perfect, training horses to be racing champions. But all that changes when Angela and Jarmain are involved in a terrible accident which instantly kills Angela and leaves poor Jarmain seriously injured.

After the accident, Marcus is a completely different man. He refuses to work with horses any longer and now owns a farm and works from 5am till 7pm just to make a living. But Jarmain is lonely and strongly mourning his mother and his old life until one morning while out herding the sheep, he spots a beautiful chestnut mare. As the days go by, she keeps on appearing until one day when she is attacked by a coyote Jarmain decides he has to take her in. Soon, they befriend eachother and Jarmain decides he wants to enter her into the biggest race ever, The Grand National. Join them as they battle together to prove they can acheive anything....


2. Ten Years Later

'Jarmain! Jarmain! Get up!'  Fifteen year old Jarmain Alexander groaned and got out of bed.  He checked his clock, only 5:30am.  He had to get up this early, the animals needed feeding, the crops needed tending too and the sheep and cows had to be released into the field.  Luckily, it was School holidays and the rest of the day would be just mainly staying at home and doing usual farm chores as well as homework.

As he headed to the bathroom, Jarmain thought of everything that had happened ever since his Mother died ten years ago.  His Father had completely changed, and not for the best.  Marcus was a lot quieter now, a lot more distant and a lot more over - protective over Jarmain.  So much so that Jarmain wasn't allowed to do anything that was considered slightly dangerous.  Worst of all, his favourite hobby, his only passion, horse - riding, had now been taken away from him.  His Dad refused to keep any sort of horse ever since Jessie's accident and he'd forbidden his son to ride horses anymore.  Letting out a sigh, he turned the shower on and allowed the hot water to touch his skin.  The heat felt good.  Soon, he stepped out and got dressed into an old T shirt, some torn up jeans and a denim coat. 

Once he headed downstairs, his father was already at the table, drinking some coffee and reading the newspaper.

'Hey Dad!'

'Oh, morning son.  You alright?'


'Sleep well?'

'Yeah, pretty well I guess.'

'Good.  You hungry?'

'I'll eat later, the animals won't wait forever.'

'Alright, be careful out there.'

'Will do.'  Jarmain said and started to head out.

'Woah, wait wait.  Son, take the headtorch.'

'But I can see fine out there, it's dawn!'

'It's still dark, I don't want you tripping over anything and hurting yourself.'  Jarmain sighed and put his headtortch on, heading outside into the cold morning air.  It was dawn, but still pretty dark, the sun could only just be seen right in the distance on the horizon.  He sighed again and headed into the barn and switched the light on, greeted by the grunting and squealing of hungry pigs.

'Hey guys, how's it going?'  Animals were his only true friends, humans didn't really get him and he was too shy to socialise with them, worried he'd be rejected.  With animals though, he was never rejected, that's why he loved them.  'Alright you greedy pigs!  Breakfast time!'  The pigs squealed with delight as Jarmain retrived some of the pig feed and poured it into the large trough.  'Yeah right, you guys only love me cos I give you food!'  He joked as the pigs grunted in pleasure while cramming round and tucking into breakfast.  'Alright, later guys!'  Next was the cows, they had to be milked.  Soon, that was done and so were most of the other chores.  By now, it was 7am and full light.

Jarmain went to collect his favourite sheepdog, Tess, from the house.  Tess was a border Collie with 2 years experience of working as a farm dog, herding sheep, cows and even ducks to their designated locations.  'How's it going, eh Tess?'  Ever since the horses left, dogs were his favourite.  Tess barked, ready for work.  'That's my best girl!  Alright, you know the signals, get back!'  The dog followed his command and headed to the other entrance of the barn holding the sheep.  Jarmain smiled and soon released the sheep from their pen, whistling twice 'Atta girl!  That's it!'  He called out as Tess began to herd the sheep out. 

Soon, they were well into the fields with only a mile or two more to go before the reached the sheeps field.  It was well protected and located behind a beautiful forest, which always brought peace to Jarmain whenever he passed it.  Tess was getting a bit ahead of Jarmain with the sheep as he was busy admiring the birds singing and the rustling of leaves around him, sending him into his own little world.

He was brought back to reality when he suddenly slipped and was sent tumbling down the hill, landing in some tall grass and groaning in pain as he got up and realised that he'd cut his leg pretty badly during the fall.  His Dad was probably gonna go nuts.  Cleaning himself up, Jarmain starting to get back up when something caught his eye.  He slowly gasped at a beautiful chestnut horse standing right in front of him, looking at him curiously as if she was wondering where he'd come from.  By the looks of it, she didn't belong to anyone, if she did she'd be either in a fenced up field or with a rider.  Her beauty proved that she was definetely a wild horse.  He'd never seen one before, he'd heard of them but never seen them. 

The sound of Dog Barking startled both of them, the horse looked in the direction of the barking and gave a little noise and galloped off.  Jarmain stood up and watched her dissapear into the forest.  He'd never seen a horse as beautiful as she was.  The barking brought him back to reality and made him turn to see Tess bounding over to him.  'Heya girl.  Good girl.'  He patted her head 'Come on, let's go home.'  He went back up to check the sheep were safely fenced up and then walked back home, the horse still on his mind.

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