Stealing the Night

Chapter 14|Deal with the Devil|

There was a lot more happiness and cheer in the barn since Night Fury Won the Belmont. Mud Pie made his mark too. He became the second horse to place 2nd in all three Triple Crown races. We had our eyes on the Breeder's Cup Classic now.
Many question Fury's Belmont win saying he was just lucky and that Mud Pie wasn't 100%. That would later be confirmed when we found a foot abcess. When we found it, he received much attention. At one put vets worried about his condition, but he made it.
Travers was Fury's next start, but we kept our plans quiet. People asked where Mud Pie and Fury were. Headlines included "The Two Musketeers Missing" and "Where are they now: Mud Pie& Night Fury". They were at their safe heaven, Hidden from press and media, hear on the homestead. Many question Cameron's training, and so did I. He was never around, and when he was, he only checked on Mud Pie. Every day I become more more tempted to let him go.
"Will?"
I turn my head to see my wife.
"Yes"
She looked terrible, anger and sadness filled her face.
"Are you ever going to leave this barn? Are you ever going to spend time with us your family?"
"I was just about to come in."
"Sure"
"What? I'm serious!"
"You have just pushed us aside. We have become your second priority, and it's ever since that stupid black horse got here!"
"He has a name"
"Whatever. I'm the only one working now. All you do is go to races, wasting our money on bets. The greatest amount you have brought home is when the black horse won the Belmont. Isn't that his greatest accomplishment? I think you need to get rid of one of them. That's the only thing I think will save us."
"What, what do you mean?"
"You should get rid of that Black horse. He never wins. And when he does, it's when all his competition isn't 100%. Fix this" she moves her right arm and hand in a circular motion," or I don't think we will last."
"I'll make you a deal. If- If Fury, the black horse, loses his next start, I'll- I'll sell him."
"Ok, let's see if this promise you'll keep." She turns and walks away.
I look at Fury. It was true. I didn't believe in him enough to think he would win his next start. I knew what his destiny was. I wouldn't admit it. Tears filled my eyes and I walked to his stall.
"Well, I don't want to pressure you, but you have to win your next start."
He bobbed his head as to say "I'm ready".
I give him a pat on the nose. Travers here we come. Chelsea Grace and Dark Intentions would be the biggest obstacle yet to come-