“I guess it’s for the best. Living with June’s made you soft, so it wouldn’t be much of a challenge to beat your ass.”
Luke tightened his grip on the pitchfork and tried to get back to work. The last thing he needed right now was to get into a pointless and useless fistfight with Jake Sterling. There was still half of the day remaining, and it wouldn’t do anything but waste energy better spent stacking hay. Jake continued to pipe out insults even as he set to work raking around the beaverslide.
“Do you ever shut up?” Luke finally snapped. “What is your problem with me, Jake?”
“I just don’t like you.”
“I’m sure he doesn’t like you much either, Jake, but neither does he go out of his way to harass you,” Ben remarked. “Come on, Luke. Don’t let him get to you.”
“Yeah, don’t let me get to
