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Sixteen-year-old Tricia Evanston and her father share something very special: their love of horses. With Tricia as jockey and her father as trainer, the two have big dreams of winning the Triple Crown. Tricia has other pressures, too, like declining grades, a strained relationship with her mother, and the constant worry about her father's failing health. But Tricia's faith in God always gives her the strength to push her limits. Collection One includes The Race, Eagle's Wings, Go for the Glory, Kentucky Dreamer, and Call for Courage.

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Publié par	Baker Publishing Group
Date de parution	01 octobre 2009
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781441270252
Langue	English

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Books by
Lauraine Snelling
Golden Filly Collection One *
Golden Filly Collection Two *
Secret Refuge (3 in 1)
D AKOTA T REASURES
Ruby Pearl
Opal Amethyst
D AUGHTERS OF B LESSING
A Promise for Ellie Sophie s Dilemma
A Touch of Grace Rebecca s Reward
H OME TO B LESSING
A Measure of Mercy
R ED R IVER OF THE N ORTH
An Untamed Land
A New Day Rising
A Land to Call Home
The Reaper s Song
Tender Mercies
Blessing in Disguise
R ETURN TO R ED R IVER
A Dream to Follow Believing the Dream
More Than a Dream
* 5 books in each volume

Golden Filly: Collection One Copyright 1990, 1991, 1992 Lauraine Snelling
Previously published in five separate volumes:
The Race Copyright 1990 Eagle s Wings Copyright 1991 Go for the Glory Copyright 1991 Kentucky Dreamer Copyright 1991 Call for Courage Copyright 1992
Cover design by Dan Pitts Cover photography by Lauri Wade Higdon
Scripture quotations are from the New King James Version of the Bible. Copyright 1979, 1980, 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
Scripture quotations are from the Holy Bible, New International Version . NIV . Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984 by Biblica, Inc. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com
Scripture quotations are from the Good News Translation -Second Edition. Copyright 1992 by American Bible Society. Used by permission.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.
Published by Bethany House Publishers 11400 Hampshire Avenue South Bloomington, Minnesota 55438 www.bethanyhouse.com
Bethany House Publishers is a division of Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan.
E-book edition created 2011
ISBN 978-1-4412-7025-2
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.
Contents
About the Author
Editor s Note
The Race Book One
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Eagle s Wings Book Two
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Acknowledgments
Go for the Glory Book Three
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Acknowledgments
Kentucky Dreamer Book Four
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Acknowledgments
Call for Courage Book Five
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Acknowledgments
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
LAURAINE SNELLING is an award-winning author of over sixty books, fiction and nonfiction, for adults and young adults. Her books have sold over two million copies. Besides writing books and articles, she teaches at writers conferences across the country. She and her husband, Wayne, have two grown sons, a basset named Chewy, and a cockatiel watch bird named Bidley. They make their home in California.
EDITOR S NOTE
Originally published in the early 1990s, these books reflect the cultural and social aspects of that time. In order to maintain the integrity of the story, we opted not to impose today s styles, technologies, laws, or other advancements upon the characters and events within. We believe the themes of love of God, love of family, and love of horses are timeless and can be enjoyed no matter the setting.

To my daughter, Marie, who won her race and now wears her crown.
Chapter
01
T he rising sun peeked through feathery mist.
Two Thoroughbreds rounded the far turn on the three-quarter mile track at Runnin On Farm. Side by side, both riders stood high in their stirrups to hold the surging animals under control.
Now, Tricia! Hal Evanston, the rider on the gray, shouted above the thunder of pounding hooves.
His daughter, Tricia, nodded, loosened the reins, and crouched back in the saddle, her face almost buried in two-year-old Spitfire s black mane. Okay, boy, she whispered to the colt s twitching ears. Let s see what you can do.
The colt leaped forward. He snorted, then settled into ever-lengthening strides. The white fence blurred as Spitfire gained speed. Beside him, old gray Dan l valiantly attempted to keep pace. Another furlong and the black was stretched out, running free. The gray dropped back, blowing hard.
Tricia urged the colt on, using her hands and feet. She thought about the whip in her hand but decided against it.
Come on, baby, she crooned. Let it out. Let s go all the way. The horse gave a little more. His heavy breathing drowned out the thunder of his hooves. As they passed the entrance gate, Tricia remembered her father s instructions. She eased back on the reins.
That s enough for now, fella. She chuckled as Spitfire shook his head. She pulled the reins tighter, rising in the stirrups to gain more control. Gobs of lather splashed past her as he shook his head again. Tricia ducked her face into his sweaty mane for protection.
Come on, Spitfire, she coaxed him. You gotta slow down. We re in cool-down time now. You ll get to race again. I promise.
The feisty colt slowed to a canter, tossing his head and playfully fighting the snaffle bit. The desire to race on around the track screamed from every taut muscle. His blue-black coat was lather-flecked and dripping wet, but he d finally tasted real racing. Centuries of selective breeding had led to this event. He was a Thoroughbred in every line and hair of his seventeen-hand, long-legged body.
Tricia settled back in her short-stirruped racing saddle as the horse slowed to a trot, then a walk. Man, oh man, she thought, Dan l s never been this fast. Maybe, no, not maybe. For sure this horse is going to do it for us. She pushed her goggles up on her head and dreamed ahead. Only one month to go before the season opens. Twenty-eight days until my birthday. Then I ll be sixteen and old enough to ride at the Portland Meadows Racetrack. To win!
I know we can do it. Spitfire and me.
She stroked the animal s arched neck. We ll do it, won t we, fella?
Spitfire danced faster when he felt the reins loosen. His ears pricked forward as he recognized the gray walking ahead of them. The black blew. He tossed his head. He tried to take the bit in his teeth, but Trish foiled his attempt when she tightened the reins.
Thought you d try something, didn t you? She gentled him with her voice. As they came up on Dan l, Spitfire jogged sideways. His front legs crossed one another, like a dancer in a pas de deux .
Well? What d you think? Wasn t he fantastic? Oh, Dad, I ve never ridden so fast in my whole life. He ll do it for us, won t he?
Wait a minute. Hal laughed as he held up a gloved hand. Give me a chance to answer. Which question is most important?
Trish chuckled. He was so good!
Better than just good. Hal nodded. Makes me more sure than ever that Spitfire s the one we ve been waiting for. I think he has the speed to win.
Trish grinned at her father, but her grin turned to a frown as she watched him bend over Dan l s gray neck. He coughed until he gasped.
You okay? She reined the side-stepping black down.
Hal nodded. Just too much dust. He wheezed as he spat the choking phlegm at the ground. I m fine now.
You sure?
Of course I m sure, he snapped. Don t start cross-examining me, babe.
Trying to hide her hurt feelings, Tricia jerked the reins. Spitfire reared in surprise, then crowhopped in place. Sorry, fella, she muttered as she straightened him out into a slow trot again.
Sorry I barked at you. Hal trotted the gray even with Tricia and her sweating mount.
That s okay. Tricia shrugged. But Dad-
No buts. Let s talk about something else. Hal tapped her gloved hands with his whip. How did Spitfire feel when you pulled him up? Did he have more to give?
I think so. Trish settled back in her saddle. But he was tiring.
That s just conditioning. Did he want to keep running?
Did he ever! With another horse pushing him, I think he d really have gone.
Well, poor old Dan l just wasn t in shape to give that youngster a real run for his money. Hal patted his mount s sweaty neck. Dan l twitched his ears, then tossed his head. As he side-stepped, pulling against the reins, Hal laughed. I know, old man. You love to run too.
Trish wanted to reach over and hug the old horse. He was her favorite the horse who had helped her learn to be a jockey. She d been exercising him for the last five years, getting ready for her first race at Portland Meadows Racetrack.
We re getting close, huh? She smiled at her father.
Hal nodded, his understanding immediate. So often they read each other s minds, not needing to finish their comments.
We ve got a lot to do. Hal loosened his reins to bring Dan l into a canter. Not the least of which, you ll be late for school if we don t hustle.
At that moment she noticed her mother, Marge, and nineteen-year-old brother, David, leaning on the fence by the gate. Caesar, their purebred sable collie, sat obediently at their feet, never taking his eyes off the moving animals.
David! Trish trotted up to the gate. Did you see us? What s the time?
Fantastic! David grinned and held up the stopwatch. It looks like he d