Gemotions

He had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "And to Jasper, ownership of the racing stable, including all the horses." Jasper's mouth hung open. It was a joke, right? The lawyer continued, his voice monotone and emotionless, but to Jasper, he sounded like a herald, announcing the coming of a glorious, glittering age. His sister, Iris, looked livid.

He rushed out of the office, his legs pumping with energy. He could almost feel the power of the horses beneath him, the wind in his hair, the roar of the crowd. He spent the rest of the day in a flurry, calling trainers, checking schedules, making mental notes of all the horses' names. He felt a joyous thrill in every fiber of his being, a feeling of pure and utter excitement.