Taylor
Usually, going to the horse races was one of the more tolerable days out with the family. Betting on horses was good fun and everyone was always a lot more relaxed. Besides, she liked watching the powerful horses thunder along the tracks. The way they threw up the dust, the frothing at their mouths, the brief moment when it looked like they were flying. It always made her a little envious that these creatures were allowed to be so free when she had to keep her true nature secret.
She smiled at Grandma Featherswallow who was sitting at the very top of the private box with a drink in her hand already and guided Claire towards the front, careful not to touch her too much. Things were still a little weird between them since the whole thing on the couch. The moment.
"Is here okay?" Ta
