Ichabod by Mark Goodwin

Author:Mark Goodwin [Goodwin, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: BluA
Publisher: Goodwin America Corp.
Published: 2016-07-11T23:00:00+00:00

The next morning after breakfast, Danny asked Alisa, “Have you seen Steven? I need him to help me with the last two rows of corn.”

“He’s helping Dana feed the animals.”

“I thought you usually did that with her.”

Alisa shrugged. “Guess I’ve been outsourced.”

“Unemployed, huh? Can I interest you in a career in agriculture?”

“What kind of retirement plan does it have?”

“The same as all agrarian careers, a six-foot hole in exchange for a lifetime of service.”

“Sounds too good to be true. It must be a competitive job market. Are there any positions available?”

“As a matter of fact, one just opened up. And despite the less-than-optimum retirement package, it does offer a fantastic work environment and an opportunity to work with one of the best trainers in the industry.”

“Now, you’re overselling. Let me get my boots.”

Danny winked. “I’ll fill a couple jugs with water and meet you on the back porch. Don’t forget your rifle.”

“Sounds hostile. What happened to the fantastic work environment?”

“It’s just a formality, you know, insurance requirement.”

Danny grabbed the water, a bag of seed corn, and made sure his pistol was secure in the holster that JC had given him. It was a cheap canvas holster that kept the gun secure via a strap which snapped shut. While it wasn’t the best, it beat the heck out of his old method of carrying his pistol in his waistband, which JC called Mexican carry.

Alisa soon appeared with the AK slung over her shoulder. “I hope I’m getting paid for training.”

Danny led the way toward the barn to get a hoe and a shovel. “Think of it as an internship. The life lessons and the experience should be considered adequate compensation.”

“In other words, I’m not getting paid.”

“You’re really catching on to the corporate culture. I think you’ll do well.”

When they reached the barn, Danny opened the door and walked in.

Steven’s voice called out. “Hey, I’m in the loft. Don’t get spooked and shoot me.”

“You’re fine.” Danny pursed his lips and looked at Alisa. He picked through the tools, selecting an old hoe and a spade shovel which he handed to Alisa. “This will be good for busting up any large chunks of soil. Rocky only ran the disc plow over the field once because we’re trying to conserve fuel.”

Steven came climbing down the ladder. “All the animals are fed. We can help with the corn if you need us to.”

Danny picked several pieces of hay out of Steven’s hair. “Must have been a rough day for feeding cattle.”

Steven glanced over at Dana who had just climbed down the ladder and was beginning to blush. “Uh, yeah. That loft is kind of dangerous. You have to watch your step.”

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Danny nodded. “Catfish will be moving in up there today or tomorrow. That should put a damper on the ambiance. We only have the two rows left in the cornfield. You guys can go look for firewood if you want.”

Alisa brushed some hay off the back of Dana’s shirt. “Unless you guys need a chaperone.

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