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really not and once ya get used to it, it goes by really fast.”
    We went through fifteen buckets before Lisa said we needed to get over to the corn house. There were enough bags of beans to bring up to the office so we needed to start bagging the corn. It only took us around forty-five minutes to go through the beans, so we had about the same amount of time to do the corn.
    When we got to the corn house, the heat was already causing the sweat to run down my back. It wasn’t so bad when I was in the shade, but out in the open it was brutal.
    Lisa walked up to one of the stands she showed me the day before and picked up one of the green sacks. She placed it inside the hole on top and wrapped the top around the rim. “Place the bag in the holder like I told ya yesterday. Then put thirty ears in each bag.”
    I grabbed a stand and moved it over to the truck that was backed up with a load of corn, and then put the bag in it.
    Reaching for the corn, a question popped into my head, but I waited for her to finish her bag before I asked so she wouldn’t lose count. “Do we toss bad corn too or just bag it all.”
    “Nope, just bag it all.”
    That sounded simple enough and it was. If you grab two ears at a time and count by two then it was possible to get a bag done pretty quickly. The only hard part was closing it up and moving it out of the way. “These things are freaking heavy,” I complained as we both finished a bag and moved it to our growing pile. “How do they get to the office?” There was no way I’d be able to do it; I knew that for sure.
    She wiped at her forehead and pulled a small fan out of her back pocket, turning it on. I definitely needed to get one of those. “Don’t worry. We don’t have to carry anything. Landon will be here in probably twenty minutes or so with the truck to load the bags.”
    My eyebrows shot up in surprise at the mention of Landon’s name. I remember her saying that he didn’t work on this side of the farm. “Oh, okay good.”
    “So what’s it like havin’ a surgeon for a dad. I bet that’s really cool.” She stood there with the pocket fan, leaning against the tailgate of the truck. I finished off my bag and followed suit.
    “It is really cool. When I was little, I used to think he performed magic or something because these people would always end up getting better.” I chuckled at my memory. “He had hoped one day I’d want to follow in his footsteps,” I mentioned as I moved dirt around with my boot. “But it’s just not for me. Plus being in school for, like, seven years is not my idea of a good time,” I scoffed. “It’s hard enough going to college. I couldn’t imagine doing it for seven years.
    Lisa nodded. “Yeah, I couldn’t do it either. Which is why I went for a two-year program. Do ya know what ya want to go to school for?”
    I shrugged. “Not really. A couple of years ago, I really wanted to be an art student, but my parents shot that down. They said it wasn’t a career and weren’t paying for it. Now, I have no idea, but I’d love to work in art galleries or museums.” I smiled at Lisa as I thought about it. “That would be my dream job.”
    “You sound passionate about it.” I shrugged and kept my eyes to the ground. “You should totally take those classes and go to school for what ya want. You want to love what ya do every day. Besides, we only live once. Do what makes ya happy.”
    I looked at her with appreciation. She was starting to sound like Erin. “I really wish it was that easy.”
    “Derek is doing what his parents want, but he loves agriculture. Landon, on the other hand, did the same thing you’re doin’ now,” she blurted. “Doin’ what his parents wanted instead of what he wanted. Don’t get me wrong; he loves the farm, but he’s got other dreams. Dreams he’ll never follow because he wants to keep his parents happy. Plus he’d have to do school all over again.”
    I frowned at this information, knowing exactly