17: Those Left Behind
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BELLE HAD STARTED OPERATION Tax Returns.
It didn’t take long before she knew, without a doubt, that the farm wasn’t viable. Feelings of dread filled her being. She had nearly chewed off her bottom lip with worry; and, now she was starting with her knuckles.
Watching from the kitchen, Sue read Belle’s body language. She thoughtfully brought over afternoon tea and then wrapped an arm around Belle.
‘Don’t worry; he’ll come around.’
She thanked her mother-in-law for the tea. Stressed by the reality of their financial situation, and feeling alone, she fought the tears.
The older woman sat opposite her.
‘The farm is being propped up by Bryce’s salary. In the SAS, his annual income is in the six digits, most of it hazard pay. That man of yours dances with de
