Silas nodded, his hand lingering just a second longer than necessary. "Anytime, Clara. Anytime."
Clara looked up at him, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips. "Thanks," she whispered.
Clara stood by the open loft door, watching the grey clouds roll over the ridge. She wiped a smudge of dust from her cheek, her breath hitching slightly as she hauled another heavy bale of hay toward the edge. The physical labor of the farm was grueling, but there was a quiet dignity in it that she’d grown to love.
Silas nodded, his hand lingering just a second longer than necessary. "Anytime, Clara. Anytime."
Clara looked up at him, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips. "Thanks," she whispered. busty in barn
Clara stood by the open loft door, watching the grey clouds roll over the ridge. She wiped a smudge of dust from her cheek, her breath hitching slightly as she hauled another heavy bale of hay toward the edge. The physical labor of the farm was grueling, but there was a quiet dignity in it that she’d grown to love. Silas nodded, his hand lingering just a second