Finally, Marshall turned and motioned to one of the trainers who was standing on the sidelines. Not Lyle, who leaned back against the wall almost listlessly, his mind caught in some sort of time warp, like he wasnt even there. Even the noise of the clanging chains had hardly roused him.
Roxanna was so worked up by the time she was taken down, that the trainer had to hold her tight inside his arms to keep her trembling, sobbing body from doing damage to him, or herself. A second trainer came in to help restrain her, then she was carried off, back to her stall and tethered in her bed of straw where she spent the remainder of the day weeping.
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It was impossible not to hear the sobbing woman in the stall next to hers, which caused a worried Janet to finally whisper through the gasping s
