Just A Farm Gal

Chapter Ten

Six weeks had gone by without a word.

No call, no letter, nothing from Noah since he left.

He probably didn't even miss me or love me, I thought miserably. Why is he not thinking about me when all I could think about was him?

I threw myself into my farm duties to try and make me forget. Lying in bed for a month wasn't working at all. Winter was approaching fast and I had to make sure the farm was ready for the colder weather coming.

Eddie was happy that I was back working alongside him and he tried to engage me conversation every morning, but I just couldn't deal with it, "Eddie, please, you're givin' me a headache." I complained as he talked about the difference of poultry.

"Sorry, I'm just tryin' to cheer y'all up."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"Y'all need to get over him, Hal. It's been six weeks, he's not comin' back."

"Oh go away, Eddie." I snapped at him.

He opened his mouth again to talk but then thought better off it and stalked back to his own house after the last of his jobs were done. I sat in the middle of the pig sty with the piglets, who were a lot bigger now, climbing over me and kissing me with their wet snouts.

"Not even you can cheer me up guys, sorry." I mumbled, tickling them behind their ears.

"Hallie? Lunch is nearly ready!" I heard Mama call from the porch.

I still wasn't eating all that well, but Mama was making sure she put three meals a day in-front of me, including pie.

"And I'm not takin' no for an answer so get your butt into this house!" she called again.

I sighed and stood up, waving goodbye to the pigs as I locked their gate behind me. I trudged slowly back to the house.

"I just need a quick shower, Mama. I've been playin' with the pigs." I laughed.

I headed upstairs and had a 5-minute shower. I left my hair up in a messy bun, but I washed my face, which was no doubt covered in pig sty muck. Once I was clean and presentable, I went back downstairs.

Mama placed a big bowl of hot vegetable soup in-front of me and two slices of thick crusty bread. My mouth watered at it all, but I knew I wouldn't be able to manage more than a few spoonful's.

"Just try to eat as much as you can." Mama said as thought reading my thoughts and sat down to eat her own lunch.

I surprised myself and managed to eat half of the soup and one piece of bread. Mama smiled at me, satisfied.

A knock on the porch door made us both raise our eyebrows suspiciously.

"I wonder who that could be." Mama got up and headed to the porch door. She opened it and said, "Oh."

I frowned and tried to look around her to see who it was, but I soon found out when she stepped aside. That's when I saw him.

He was here.

Noah.

Dressed in a charcoal grey three-piece suit, his hair perfectly styled, his face clean and smooth. He looked absolutely breath-taking, but he also looked tired. I stared at his mouth; I missed his stubble. My eyes slowly travelled up his face and his warm brown eyes were staring deeply into mine. I felt like we stared at each other for an eternity before his mouth opened, "Hi Hal." It came out in a whisper.