Relief washed over George like a wave. He stumbled toward Thunder, his hands trembling as he reached out to touch the horse’s mane. Thunder snorted softly, nudging George’s shoulder as if to say, “I’m here. I’ve been waiting.”
George collapsed against Thunder’s side, his body shaking with exhaustion and emotion. He had found him. After everything, after all the fear and uncertainty, he had found Thunder. He buried his face in the horse’s neck, his breath coming in ragged gasps.