Bab 13: Chapter 14

Donna Perkins thought living alone on a small farm was okay unless you needed some heavy lifting done. At the moment that was at the top of her to-do list. Even at fifty-four she didn't mind the hard work her truck garden required. In the growing season she hired kids after school, and sometimes border crossers looking for under-the-table money. She planted, reaped, sold and then rented a machine to plow the fields under until the next year.

But now the barn that housed her two milk cows and assorted machinery needed some repairs she couldn't do herself. And she wasn't about to hook up with some man who'd steal her money and property just to get handy labor. Not after all the trouble she'd gone to creating how the townspeople saw her.