Chapter 5My small act of conciliation seemed to smooth over any surface ripples between us. We did not have the opportunity to speak much, as the groups of visitors ebbed and flowed, with Jem involved in keeping everyone amused.
On the farm, the animals were fattening on the green grass before it grew coarse and yellow. The barley was growing fast with the workforce prepared for the harvest in a few weeks, while we kept a wary eye on the weather. My father was as content as he could be, and I was buoyed by his confidence in me as I worked through my daily duties.
As a result of the convivial evenings at the manor, my sisters were blossoming as they continued to mix with our familiar neighbors and newcomers in their sweet and unaffected way, my mother and I carefully steering them away fr
