THE BABY COWS, BRENDAN had to admit, were pretty cute, and they were as excited to see Katie as particularly large and gangly puppies. But that was a brief respite in a day of otherwise overwhelming work. The chores didn’t even have the advantage of monotony yet, at least for him.
Living creatures were unpredictable, and Brendan had no idea what he was doing. Katie or her uncles or her mom had to keep answering his questions. Katie might have said he was here to work, but he sure didn’t feel like he was being of much help or passing whatever tests she had set for him.
And, as was becoming rampantly clear, those tests weren’t just about cows and farm work. He couldn’t stop churning over the conversation during breakfast. There was so much that he was finally starting to understand about K
