Ellie's POV:
About 2 weeks have passed since the funeral. "I put the flyers out in the town." I told my mom. She was really distant since dad died. She rarely made dinner anymore. I was on my own.
An old red pick up pulled into the driveway. I walked outside and a muscular guy walked out of the car. "I'm Ryder. I saw you needed a farmhand?" He asked. I nodded.
"How old are you?" I asked. "17" he responded.
"Any farm experience?"
"I grew up on a farm. It's my life."
"Why aren't you there then?"
"We moved away."
After he got the job, I showed him around the barn. We were both 17 and both were from the same background. We'd work good together. "So why'd you need farmhand?" He asked. "That's a topic for another time." I sighed. I introduced him to all the horses. His favorite was Emerald. She was a show horse. After a while, we went inside and I showed him around the house.
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A/N - I hope that this chapter is better than the last few. It's still going to improve a lot. Thanks for reading! Chapter 4 coming soon!
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