Valentine’s Day tractor lesson
Rachel Brennan hired Jack Morrow in late January because she was desperate. Earl, the oldtimer who’d stuck with her since Tom died, couldn’t handle the spring prep work alone anymore. The new tractor had arrived, equipment needed servicing, and she needed young, strong hands to get ready for planting season. She got more than she bargained for. Jack was twenty-one, tall and lean with shoulders that filled out his work shirts and dark hair that fell nearly to his collar. When they shook hands on that cold January morning, his gray-green eyes held hers a moment too long, and Rachel … Read more