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into doing it
again. But when I saw the ad, I thought I could maybe get in touch with you,
see what it is you’re looking for more specifically.”
    “As
I’ve never hired anyone to work the farm for me before, I’m not sure I know,”
he admitted. “Have you worked on a farm before?” I nodded, even though I knew
Robert Nelson couldn’t see me.
    “I
worked planting and harvest at my uncle’s place every year growing up,” I said.
“And, I’ve done the occasional stint working fields for fertilizer or pesticide
in the past when I was between construction jobs.”
    “Are
you working for anyone right now?”
    “Yes,”
I admitted. “But my contract will be finishing up in a few days—before you’re
going to need anyone to start.”
    “I’m
going to need the help sooner rather than later, but if you’re free starting a
few days from now, that works for me,” he said. “I’d like to have you out to
the place, have a chat about the details of the job. Can you come out this
Sunday?”
    “I
can definitely do that,” I told him. “As long as you don’t mind me coming by
after church.”
    “Not
at all,” Robert said. “We’ll be there ourselves, anyway. Do me a favor and send
your information to my daughter—she’s scheduling everyone and I don’t want to
foul up her program.”
    “I
will email her my resume and contact information just to keep things kosher,” I
promised.
    “Then,
I’ll look forward to seeing you Sunday afternoon,” Robert told me. “Thanks for
giving me a call, Cade.”
    “Not
a problem, Mr. Nelson. I’ll see you this weekend.” I hung up with him and went
back into the house to find my laptop.
    It
took me a little while to find my resume in my files, but once I did, I updated
it with my most recent jobs and put in a few references at the end before
sending it off to the email address from the ad. I wrote a little note,
mentioning that I’d already called Robert, and that I looked forward to
dropping by the farm that weekend to check things out, and sent it off before
going back to the classified ads.
    I
thought I was a pretty good candidate for the job—but that didn’t mean I
shouldn’t have something up as backup just in case.

 
    Chapter
Three
    Autumn

 
    It
was Sunday, and I had Adelyn with me in the living room after church, while Dad
met with a few of the people who’d applied to work on the farm.
    I’d
gone with Mom, Dad, and Tuck to church that morning with my little girl, and
once we were home, there was not only the interviews to get through, but also
the normal tasks that needed doing on the farm and around the house on a daily
basis. Even on Sundays there wasn’t such a thing as a true, complete day of
rest—chickens had to be fed, lunch and dinner had to be made, the house had to
be straightened for the people coming and going for their interviews.
    Mom
got Tucker to hose down the porch outside—it was almost too chilly still for
it, but she didn’t want anyone to see the front of the house looking anything
less than its best.
    I
straightened up the living room and helped with lunch, and then I was on
greeting duty with my mom, meeting prospective farm hands at the door, talking
to them a bit, and then handing them over to my Dad to talk more seriously
about the responsibilities and work that the job would include.
    Adelyn
had reached the age where she just about had crawling down and was trying to
get to her knees or onto her feet, pulling up on the coffee table or the couch
under my supervision. She didn’t like to be held as much as she had even a
month before, and the only way to deal with her fussiness at being unable to
move around as much as she liked was to let her have plenty of space on the
floor with toys to amuse herself.
    I’d
tried to narrow down the people who emailed their resumes to me to maybe a
dozen total. Dad had already talked to a couple on Friday and Saturday, but
Sunday, being a day of mostly-rest on the farm, was the