Kathryn
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There was her girl. On stage! Heather had never dreamed of being a musician, but she sure had taken to the banjo and to her musician friends.
I’m glad she’s got something in her life all her own, separate from me and the farm.
Maybe Kathryn was being unrealistic. If Heather wasn’t into the farm, she wasn’t. But every time she thought that Thought, goose bumps crowded on her arms and neck, and she felt sick to her stomach.
If Heather didn’t help her with the farm, what would become of it? In another ten years Kathryn would need some serious assistance. She knew a lot of farmers who worked until their midseventies, but they had help. Maybe it was time to hire a young person around the farm. A sodden weight settled in her chest. This wasn’t how she’d imagined her future. But t
