me he was ready to
offer me the position if he had any serious thought of giving it to one of the
other applicants, even one of the ones he hadn’t met with yet.
I
got in and thought briefly about Autumn. She was definitely more beautiful than
I would have expected, and Adelyn was already starting to take after her, with
the same big eyes and—I thought—the same kind of smile. But I’d been honest
with Bob: I didn’t think there was any real chance that I’d get distracted by
his daughter while working on the farm. After all, it wasn’t as though she’d be
out there with me—she had a baby to take care of and things at the house to see
to.
It
had been a while since I’d done farm work, but I felt more or less comfortable
with what Bob had in mind, with the equipment he’d shown me and what he’d
talked about in terms of the workload. There would be days, I was sure, when I’d
be out in the fields from morning until night—the farm wasn’t huge, but it was
plenty big enough that during harvest the work would be intense. But I wasn’t
afraid to work hard.
I
drove back to my place the long way, thinking about the job ahead of me. What
really was there for me to worry about, in terms of hard work? I had been
single for so long I wasn’t even sure I remembered what being in a relationship
was like, and I’d been working long hours for more years than I had been
single—there was no one back home to miss me if I stayed late, no one to
complain that I was gone from morning until night.
At
the rate that Bob Nelson was paying, I would actually be able to put some
aside, maybe take a vacation and go over to Montana or Dakota for a week of fishing
or camping after the season was over. I thought to myself that it would be a
nice break—if I could keep my expenses low through the growing season, and get
through harvest.
Bob
hadn’t said anything about after the harvest, but I assumed at least he’d want
me to be around until everything had been shipped off the farm and the ground
cleared for the next year. If I was lucky, I could maybe turn it into a regular
gig—work construction in the late fall and winter and be back on the Nelson
farm in time for planting.
But
that would only come about if I were good enough to be re-hired. I would have
to prove I could get the work done reliably and make myself absolutely
indispensible to him. How hard could it
be to be a good employee? It’s no harder than construction work, and it’s not
like anything will get in the way of work.
I
pulled into my driveway and parked, and thought again about the promise that
Bob had extracted from me: that I wouldn’t fall in love with his daughter
Autumn. I shook my head thinking of it. Autumn Nelson was a beautiful
woman—there was no question of that—but I couldn’t help but wonder what it was
that made Bob so sure that his daughter would be a target for the affections of
anyone he hired.
I
supposed it was a good sign that he had considered me at all, since he could
have picked from more than a few married men from the town. I went into the
house and began to pull together something that I could call dinner, from some
leftover chicken in the fridge, and frozen rice and vegetables.
I
would have to remember to check my email later and make sure that I got the
documents that Bob had mentioned—I wanted everything all set for myself by the
time I started, with no loose ends.
Chapter
Five
Autumn
It
was the Friday after Cade had started at the farm, and I was getting ready to
head into town to pick up a few things for dinner and for the weekend. Since
the farm was out of the way, Mom or I tried to make the most of any trip to the
supermarket, so we wouldn’t have to go as often and use up gas. Mom had given
me her list and sat down to watch one of her shows in the living room while
Addie played on the floor.
I
checked what she’d asked for against what I knew I needed and what I’d noticed
the house was running