The next day, Austin got the plowing done and went out to the herd with Shay, hoping to get caught up before he had to confess to Shane that he’d gotten a little bit behind. The hours working with cows and salt passed quickly, and he cleaned up and climbed back in the truck with Shay when his phone rang.
He glanced at it, expecting to see Shane’s name and finding his father’s. “It’s my dad.”
“Answer it,” she said as she twisted the key in the ignition. “You can’t change him.”
Their meeting last night had been about transformation, and how the only person Austin could change was Austin. So while he wished, maybe have even prayed, for his father to stop manipulating him, Austin couldn’t make that happen.
make“Hey, Dad,” he said. Shay swung the truck around and pointed it west, back towar
