October, with all the joys and sorrows of autumn, has descended upon Southern Ontario. Bessie rides her bicycle along the rural road to Jason’s house, her backpack of schoolwork tucked in her carrier. It turns out Mrs. Wallet – who has asked her to call her Jane – is quite the taskmaster, to the delight of Bessie’s parents and her school principal.
She shivers a bit in her jacket, realizing she may have to switch to a warmer one soon or add a sweater underneath. Nearing the reconstruction of the bed and breakfast, she slows down to see if she can spot Leif working on the site.
Feeling her gaze, he turns to wave, shouting, “Wait!” Trotting over in a flannel shirt, jeans, and work boots, he grins at her. “How is the schoolwork coming along?”
“Okay. I sure like being taught at the farm ins
