Guarded: An Everyday Heroes World Novel (The Everyday Heroes World) by Rachel Leigh & KB Worlds

Author:Rachel Leigh & KB Worlds [Leigh, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KB Worlds LLC
Published: 2020-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Nash

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at another blackberry again.” Rowan sits cross-legged next to a blackberry bush while I continue to pick. The bucket is only about three quarters full and we’ve been out here for almost two hours.

I look down at her and she pops another berry in her mouth. “Then why are you eating them?” I chuckle.

“I don’t know. It’s like I can’t stop.” She picks another.

“We’d get done a lot quicker if you’d put them in there.” I point at the bucket.

“Are you sure we need to fill the entire thing?”

“I hope not, because I think we’ve stripped every bush in this row.” And that’s saying a lot, considering we’ve traveled down a few rows after stripping the one we started in. Then we took a turn and ended up on the backside of the bushes.

“Hear that?” Rowan tips her ear to the sky.

The roar of the tractor can be heard in the distance. Alas, they are coming to take us away from blackberry hell. “Thank you, Jesus.” I fold my hands in prayer.

It started off good. Had a few laughs, ate a few berries. But one can only stand in this heat and pick for so long before going into a state of delirium. I may be exaggerating, but it sure as hell feels like we’ve been out here slaving away for a bottle of wine for a decade.

Rowan sticks her tongue out of her mouth and fans herself, “Must get water.”

“Come on, you camel.” I put my hand out and her palm meets mine. I give her a pull up as the wagon comes into view at the end of the row.

“Whitmores. This way,” Gary shouts while waving us down the trail.

I grab the five-pound bucket and we make our escape. Never doing this again. I’ll pay a thousand bucks for the made and aged stuff before I ever pick another blackberry again. On our way down, Rowan has me shaking my head as she still continues to pick and eat. “Girl, you’re going to get sick.”

She laughs. “I told you, I can’t stop. I think they have some sort of addicting agent in them.”

“It’s called willpower. Use it.”

Finally, we make it to the wagon, only to find that it’s empty, aside from Gary, who is waiting with a scowl on his face. Something must have pissed the young man off.

“I specifically said to stay on the trail we dropped you off on. I’ve been searching for thirty minutes for you two.”

Looking over at Rowan, she presses her lips into a thin line and looks like she’s fighting back laughter. “I’m sorry, sir. We didn’t even get the bucket full and we picked all the berries at the end of that row.”

He spits, “Full? Let me see that.” He leans over and looks into the bucket in my hand. “Mr. Whitmore! You were not supposed to fill the bucket. Your bottle of wine only requires one pound. You’ve picked enough for an entire gallon.

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