Chapter 32 – Apple’s Fate
Chapter 32 – Apple’s FateBlew and I dangle our legs over the edge of the haymow and watch Apple nibble at the grass in the pasture nearest to the barn. We have one more day of school. Summer stretches before us like a hill that has no end but goes on and on, up and down forever. After we ate the pieces of cake Mom gave us, we climbed the ladder to the haymow. Now we’re looking at the fields and watching Apple.
“Well, Shirley, Apple sure is a pretty little thing,” Blew says. “Yup, she’ll bring a good price when she goes to market in the fall.” He takes his jackknife out of his pocket and scrapes cake from underneath his fingernails.
“Don’t say that, Blew. Pap won’t sell her.”
“Sure he will. A farm’s gotta make money or go under.”
“Pap says there’s more to far
