FEAR OF A CHILD

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Midnight Rage, led the pack in the final trifecta race. His throat still felt raw from yelling commands from his seat in the stands, but he didn't mind. Any discomfort he went through was worth it as long as he placed the right bet. He had decided earlier in the day that he would place one final bet. He told Beth to put the two thousand dollars on the trifecta. Laughing to himself, Jack believed this had to be the stupidest damn bet he'd ever made in his life. With odds of one hundred fifty to one, lightning would have to strike. It did.