Mind-2-Mind

I stand out on my balcony of my mother's apartment thinking about the race horse my dad bought recently. Big Brown, the destint tripple crown, who was wounded and is no longer able to race. My dad payed big for him. He wants to rename him ,but ha, no thank you. He'd name him Dusty or something. Not cool for a big horse like him.
I sighed as the city lights bathed my pale skin ,sparkling on my crystal blue eyes. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail ,smirking to myself. I can't wait to see him.