Heather
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“But Mama, you’ll have to leave the farm sometime,” Heather said a week later. The kitchen was warm with frustration. “Why won’t you just hire another farmhand and cut back on your workload? Then you could go to Scotland, too. Take a vacation, for God’s sake. Jesus.”
“Don’t be dramatic, Heather. Why do you want me to go to Scotland so bad? If you want to go, go. Take someone else. Take Jill. I already said, I’m not interested. And, if you’d just help out with the chores, I could do less. Anyone can do the web stuff you do. Let’s hire someone to do that, and I can teach you more about Herbal Junction.”
Heather squeezed her ceramic mug.
“Mother,” she said through clenched teeth. “I don’t need to learn about Herbal Junction. I grew up here. I know how it works; I just don’t wa
