Nick had every intention of staying out of Trisha's way, to just observe, but once he stood back to watch her working in the orchard, he had to know more. And not just about the trees, but he held himself back on the personal questions. He'd inquire here or there about her tasks when something completely stupefied him, and she didn't appear bothered in the least to respond.
It was apparent she loved her orchard. But he hadn't a clue how much exertion actually went into running one until today. It was a hell of a lot more than simply picking apples.
Her men worked as a unit, side-by-side, and without deliberation. They climbed up and down on the lifts to prune the branches for a good batch of ripe fruit and to keep the plants healthy. At least that's what Trisha told him when he asked wh
