Chapter 7: Hay Day Surprises
It figured baling day would be a scorcher. They had a cooler full of Gatorade bottles handy, but it was grueling nonetheless. They got to the end of a row, and Joe stopped the tractor. “Break time, Ed.”
Ed wiped his face with the bottom of his shirt and didn’t complain. Joe tossed him a bottle and grabbed another for himself. The shade under the trees drew them, and they sat, leaning against the rough bark.
Joe figured he might as well break it to Ed now. “Looks like we’re gonna need three days this time. It’s too hot to keep up a fast pace, and I plan on quittin’ before the hottest part of the day.”
Ed stared at him for a few moments. “Fine.” He chewed his lip and looked at his feet. Joe had caught him staring off into space a number of times since he’d go
