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Authors: Shanna Hatfield
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photo of a handsome couple sat on the dresser and their clothes still hung in the closet.
Wishing she knew more about Erik’s family, Aundy returned to the kitchen where additional evidence of her husband’s thoughtfulness and care was evident in the shiny new cook stove, a refrigerator, and the new silverware he purchased just for her. Out on the back porch she’d found a new washing machine that would be a huge help for doing laundry once Aundy could use both hands.
Rinsing out her teacup, Aundy wiped the already clean counter. Tired of sitting around the house, wondering what to do, she was ready to move forward as the owner of Erik’s farm. It had taken her a week to get used to the idea of owning it and the fact that Erik was truly gone.
Grief still weighed heavy on her heart. Although she didn’t know Erik intimately, she knew enough about him to realize she had lost a friend. Someone who would have cherished her, cared for her, and supported her even if love never filled either of their hearts.
It was no secret to her people were wondering what she planned to do with the farm. Returning to Chicago was out of the question. What she really wanted to do was stay and pick up where Erik left off. She might even succeed, because she was just stubborn enough to try and determined enough not to quit.
Aundy had no intention of selling and just as soon as she figured out what she was doing, she planned to send for Ilsa.
Between the two of them, Aundy knew they could make a go of things. At least after she got the cast off her arm and regained full use of both hands. Limited as she was, she could barely comb her hair and dress herself each day.
Nora asked her to stay with them until her arm healed, but Aundy felt like she’d already taken so much from the Nash family. Erik said they were good people and he’d been correct in that statement.
Aundy didn’t know what she would have done without Garrett and Nora’s support and guidance since she arrived in Pendleton. J.B. had been a comfort as well, although he was unable to do much more than offer encouragement and words of wisdom.
In the past few days, Aundy had read all the documents Erik’s attorney gave her multiple times. Erik had truly left her everything he owned.
Relieved the farm was doing well and there was money in the bank, Aundy knew if she lived frugally, even if she never made another penny in income, she’d survive.
Knowing how hard Erik worked to make his farm prosperous, though, Aundy wasn’t content to sit by and do nothing. She wanted to finish what Erik and his parents started, as a way of honoring him, of thanking him, for offering her hope and a future.
Hating the tears that stung her eyes at thoughts of Erik, Aundy hastily wiped them away when a knock sounded at the kitchen door. Pulling it open, Aundy smiled at Dent standing on the step, hat in his hand.
“Morning, Missy,” Dent said. He started calling her Missy somewhere between the first day they met and Erik’s funeral service. Since he was old enough to be her grandfather and had been nothing but kind, Aundy didn’t mind.
“Good morning, Dent. How are you today?”
“Fair to middlin’, but I can’t complain,” he said, stepping inside when Aundy motioned for him to come in.
“May I make you a cup of coffee?” Aundy asked, knowing Dent preferred it to the tea she liked to drink.
“No, thank you. I…um…” Dent said, waiting for Aundy to sit at the kitchen table before taking a seat. “The fellas are wondering what your plans are for the place.”
“Plans? For the farm?” Aundy asked, wanting to make sure she understood what Dent was asking.
“Yes, ma’am. They want to know if you’re gonna sell it or keep it. We’re all a little curious as to what exactly you’re gonna do. It’s almost calving time and Erik usually hired on more help as we headed into spring. We’re shorthanded without him as it is and we really need to hire some help if you’re
Wishing she knew more about Erik’s family, Aundy returned to the kitchen where additional evidence of her husband’s thoughtfulness and care was evident in the shiny new cook stove, a refrigerator, and the new silverware he purchased just for her. Out on the back porch she’d found a new washing machine that would be a huge help for doing laundry once Aundy could use both hands.
Rinsing out her teacup, Aundy wiped the already clean counter. Tired of sitting around the house, wondering what to do, she was ready to move forward as the owner of Erik’s farm. It had taken her a week to get used to the idea of owning it and the fact that Erik was truly gone.
Grief still weighed heavy on her heart. Although she didn’t know Erik intimately, she knew enough about him to realize she had lost a friend. Someone who would have cherished her, cared for her, and supported her even if love never filled either of their hearts.
It was no secret to her people were wondering what she planned to do with the farm. Returning to Chicago was out of the question. What she really wanted to do was stay and pick up where Erik left off. She might even succeed, because she was just stubborn enough to try and determined enough not to quit.
Aundy had no intention of selling and just as soon as she figured out what she was doing, she planned to send for Ilsa.
Between the two of them, Aundy knew they could make a go of things. At least after she got the cast off her arm and regained full use of both hands. Limited as she was, she could barely comb her hair and dress herself each day.
Nora asked her to stay with them until her arm healed, but Aundy felt like she’d already taken so much from the Nash family. Erik said they were good people and he’d been correct in that statement.
Aundy didn’t know what she would have done without Garrett and Nora’s support and guidance since she arrived in Pendleton. J.B. had been a comfort as well, although he was unable to do much more than offer encouragement and words of wisdom.
In the past few days, Aundy had read all the documents Erik’s attorney gave her multiple times. Erik had truly left her everything he owned.
Relieved the farm was doing well and there was money in the bank, Aundy knew if she lived frugally, even if she never made another penny in income, she’d survive.
Knowing how hard Erik worked to make his farm prosperous, though, Aundy wasn’t content to sit by and do nothing. She wanted to finish what Erik and his parents started, as a way of honoring him, of thanking him, for offering her hope and a future.
Hating the tears that stung her eyes at thoughts of Erik, Aundy hastily wiped them away when a knock sounded at the kitchen door. Pulling it open, Aundy smiled at Dent standing on the step, hat in his hand.
“Morning, Missy,” Dent said. He started calling her Missy somewhere between the first day they met and Erik’s funeral service. Since he was old enough to be her grandfather and had been nothing but kind, Aundy didn’t mind.
“Good morning, Dent. How are you today?”
“Fair to middlin’, but I can’t complain,” he said, stepping inside when Aundy motioned for him to come in.
“May I make you a cup of coffee?” Aundy asked, knowing Dent preferred it to the tea she liked to drink.
“No, thank you. I…um…” Dent said, waiting for Aundy to sit at the kitchen table before taking a seat. “The fellas are wondering what your plans are for the place.”
“Plans? For the farm?” Aundy asked, wanting to make sure she understood what Dent was asking.
“Yes, ma’am. They want to know if you’re gonna sell it or keep it. We’re all a little curious as to what exactly you’re gonna do. It’s almost calving time and Erik usually hired on more help as we headed into spring. We’re shorthanded without him as it is and we really need to hire some help if you’re
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