CHAPTER TWO
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THE DAWN WAS ONLY COLORING the horizon when the man came out of the barn, rubbing his eyes. His mood had soured the night before and never recovered. He admitted that sleeping in a barn hadn’t been the best choice for him, and his eyes thundered with ire.
Nature called, and he visited the cluster of trees at the back of the yard. ‘She wouldn’t be too happy if I went inside to look for the bathroom.’
Coming back, he ruffled his hair with impatient fingers and looked around. His eyes fell on the old well in the yard first, but then he spied that a new water pump installed in its proximity. He stretched at first, to appease the ache in his shoulders, and then he took off his shirt. Modesty was alien to him. He didn’t care if his hostess watched him. No one had ever de
