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here. They’d been told so many things that so far hadn’t been all the way true. He was worried about anything he had learned on the shuttle now.
    The tractor stopped, and Keith climbed down dusting his hands of on his jeans.
    “Okay, its ready to row up now. I say we wait ’til after lunch. We can take an extra hour to rest after we eat.”
    “Good idea. Of course this is going to throw Piper’s schedule off,” he said with a grin.
    “I wonder what she’ll do?”
    “She was pretty upset that she hadn’t gotten up to fix our breakfast. This might really throw a monkey wrench into her plans.”
    They walked through the grass to the back door and walked inside. Immediately the smell of something in the oven met them. It smelled wonderful. He for one wasn’t going to miss dinner tonight.
    “I wonder where she is?” Keith asked.
    “Probably in the living room listening to her MP3 player.”
    They walked into the other room, and sure enough, she was sitting on the couch with her earbuds in and looking through a book. Tripp grinned over at Keith and snuck up behind her. He reached around and covered her eyes with his hands. She squealed then laughed.
    “What are you doing, Tripp?”
    “How did you know it was me?”
    “You smell different than Keith does. What are you doing inside so soon? Did I miss lunchtime, too?” She started to get up, but he pushed her back down and pulled her hair.
    “No, you didn’t miss lunch. We’re early. Keith finished plowing the garden, so we’ll row it up this afternoon.”
    “How long will that take?”
    “Maybe two hours.”
    “Then we should be able to plant at least some of the garden today.” She clapped her hands together in anticipation.
    He sighed. “Piper, we shot at a dorrie earlier. It was slinking around the tree line. I really don’t want you out there until the fence is up.”
    “Tripp. Please. I really want to plant the garden. It’s my first garden, and I want to start out right.”
    “I’ll think about it. How about fixing some sandwiches while we finish washing up.”
    “I’ll have them ready in a jiffy.” She jumped up and headed toward the kitchen.
    Tripp and Keith went upstairs to wash up in the sink. The bedroom was straight as was the bathroom. She did keep a neat house. He liked it, but didn’t want her to wear herself out. Somehow they needed to be sure she understood that. It would be especially important once the garden got going. She would have less time to do things around the house. He didn’t want it to upset her.
    “So, what are you going to do?”
    “About what?” Tripp asked.
    “Piper. Don’t act like you don’t know what I mean.”
    “Hell, Keith. I guess I’m going to let her plant the damn garden. We’ll be out there with the guns. Surely we can keep her safe between the two of us.”
    “I think we can. It will be fine, Tripp. And think about how much it will mean to her.”
    “I know. I don’t have to like it though.”
    They returned to the kitchen and found Piper pouring iced tea for them. The sandwiches were already on the table along with leftover soup.
    “Hey, you didn’t have to go so much trouble,” Keith said.
    “It was no trouble, and we needed to eat the soup. I have meatloaf in the oven for tonight.”
    “That sounds delicious.” Tripp took a bite of a sandwich and then a spoonful of soup.
    They finished up lunch and quickly headed out to row up the garden. Tripp hoped he wasn’t making a mistake. If something happened to her because he hadn’t been able to say no to her, he didn’t know what he would do. He’d never had trouble putting his foot down with women before. He wasn’t cruel. He just liked being in control and having them obey him when it came down to things that mattered. This mattered, and he was already giving in to her. He shook his head and headed for the tractor with the rifle in his arms.
     
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    Two hours later, Tripp and Keith walked in the door. Once again, they