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Suzy was blindfolded playing ‘tail the horse’. She missed the mark. His daughter’s play
reflected his state of mind. Charlie had to choose the right candidate to succeed him
from the promising lot. However, one bloke stood out from the rest. The dark brooding
eyes, the creased brow and tight lips were a picture of concentration. This young man
could be a dark horse and Charlie was ready to bet his money on his chosen horse.
Charlie could see his former glorious self in these eyes. Now wheelchair was his
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