Chapter 5
The rest of the harvest season slipped away faster than Castiel expected, and the burning autumn colors faded away to the barren beauty of early winter. The farm had one last load of pumpkins to sell before it settled down into its slower routines of mending and planning for the spring. Finally it was too cold for Castiel to meditate on the porch in the bitter cold mornings, so he trekked to the warm isolation of the stable. At least the horse was peaceful company.
He was quickly falling in love with farm life and the Thomas brothers, one in particular. Rowdy, happy, generous, and loud, Castiel would not want to change them at all. They simply made it difficult to concentrate sometimes. One of them was always home and therefore turning inside himself to look for the answers he
