Chapter Forty Six

He told him with a shrug of the shoulders, the Bookie would have rubbed his hands with glee if he dared, taking all the pretty woman’s money should have made him feel guilty but all he thought of was what he would use it for. The little horse was a 20/1 outsider, everyone was predicting it would come last, some guys even backed it to come last, but Trina was determined and Marco admired her faith. He backed the horse he had chosen and then added a £1000 bet on the little chestnut, he was called Fiery Sunset and it suited him.

The little horse danced along to the starting line his tail held high ready for the challenge, unafraid and eager to get going. He had a big heart too, jumping the huge Aintree jumps he kept well away from the others and one by one the other horses fell away. There was a leading pack of about ten horses and he was in sixth place coming round the bend for the last lap. He jumped valiantly still keeping his distance from the others and like a scene from a Disney m