Chapter 14: Chapter 14

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Izzy found that he liked Sam. The guy was around his age, really the strong and silent type, quick to smile, but not overly chatty. Sam had a small radio in the end of the greenhouse where they were packing the vegetables and they listened to a random station that seemed to play, well, everything possible.

“Do you live on the property?” Izzy asked when they were loading some of the plastic crates in the back of the van so they had room to fill more.

“Yeah, I’ve worked here for about a year and lived in the trailers for maybe ten months. I think the guy I’m living with, Ignacio, he’s almost saved enough to move to New Mexico where his girlfriend lives. So there might be an opening soon if you’re looking for a place,” Sam said, huffing as he lifted another heavy crate on the pile.

“Might have to, the hour each way drive is a killer,” Izzy admitted. “So why the plastic bins? Isn’t it extra work?”

Sam jumped out of the van and they started back into the greenhouse.