Blindsided by Victoria Denault

Author:Victoria Denault
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heart Eyes Press LLC

12

Maggie

I wipe my brow. I’m sweaty and stinky and just want to finish the chores on the farm so I can get home. Daisy and I have plans with Caroline and Jasmyn to go to the outdoor movie night, and I can’t wait…because I know Tate will be there.

“Hey! Mags, Daze, come and see what I’ve been working on,” Bobby calls out, and we make our way out of the goat enclosure. Ben has the goats in the milking building with Dad and Mom right now and Bobby has been working on our prototype.

We make our way down around the back of the farmhouse, behind the extension we built off the back years ago, where Clyde lives. There, behind a line of tall firs, where no one can see it from the road or the drive, is what Bobby calls Beatrice. Beatrice is a shipping container. But Bobby has been slowly and steadily working on turning her into a tiny, self-contained hotel style suite.

We both walk through the opening in the industrial plastic he has at one end and I immediately gasp. Daisy squeals. “Holy crap, it’s amazing Bobby!”

I nod in agreement because words have escaped me as I look around the interior. All the walls and the ceiling, which for the past month have been nothing but metal, have been covered in drywall and the metal floor is now reclaimed wood. There are even pot lights recessed into the ceiling drywall. Bobby smiles proudly. “And that’s not all.”

He walks over to the wall opposite where we came in and flips a switch. The pot lights come on. Daisy squeals again and jumps up and down while I clap. “Bobby this is incredible!”

“We’re not done, but we’re close. And those lights are running off the solar panels I put on the roof last week,” Bobby explains. “This is hands down my favorite part of working on the farm again.”

“Fantastic!” Daisy exclaims and bends down and touches the wood floors.

“I still got to seal ’em,” Bobby explains as Daisy touches the floorboards. “Wanted you girls to weigh in on whether I should sand off the paint first or not.”

I squat next to Daisy and take a closer look. Some of the planks do have a faded red paint on them. Like the color of an old red barn. And some have a few darker marks…like burn marks. I glance back up at Bobby. “Where is this wood from?”

Bobby’s grin grows devious and he looks so much like my dad. A broader, more muscular version because Bobby still has his hockey body, mostly. My dad only played hockey occasionally as a kid, was never serious about it like Bobby, and he is shorter and leaner than Bobby and Ben, but they share the same sandy hair and blue eyes that crinkle in the corners when they smile or laugh. And just like my dad, Bobby gets twitchy when he’s avoiding a question.

“It’s from a barn,” Bobby tells me with a shrug and then he crosses and uncrosses his arms.

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