“Are you planning on feeding the chickens anytime today?”
Jocelyn startled and nearly dropped the bucket of feed in her hands, remembering at the very last second before it slipped free of her fingers and fell to the ground. Her breath was suddenly coming in hard and fast, almost in sync with her thundering heart. She blinked several times and then looked down at the full bucket she was using to fill the chicken feeders.
How long had she been standing there? She wondered before lifting her eyes to Diane and frowning to hide the uncomfortable feeling pulsing in her gut. Dammit.
It wasn’t the first time she had found herself so lost in thought she lost track of time or completely forgot she was supposed to be more alert to her surroundings. And everyone was beginning to notice. Including
