Cora worked seven days a week, eight hours a day, every day but Sunday. Sunday was an easy day because all she had to do was feed the animals.
Everyday was long but with the help she had she didn't mind. She would wake up at six every morning, be at the farm by seven, work her butt off until about three or four in the afternoon, and then she was granted her evenings.
A week had gone by since Ronnie took her to the cliff and he had come and spent time with her five out of seven nights that week.
There was no cable so he would bring DVDs and they would sit on the couch and watch whatever they picked. They secretly both liked the horrors best because it meant Cora would be in Ronnie's arms for protection.
It was Tuesday and almost everything on the farm that used to be broken or beat up was fixed. Cora and Ronnie went to the farm house for lunch and no sooner had the screen door slammed when pop came in the kitchen.
"Well I've looked around this old place," he began" and ever since you two have begun helpin' out it's become a real enjoyable place again. Thank you kids so much. Hey Ronnie, if all the animals are fed here would you mind takin' your truck to pick up that big order I asked you about?"
"Only if you wouldn't mind me taking Cora with me." Ronnie answered with a sly smile. Pop winked at him and made a shooing motion with his hand.
Ronnie just about ran out to his truck. He waited eagerly on the passenger side and almost threw Cora into her seat trying to help her into the cab. He hurried around the truck and hopped in started her up and they were off.
"What the hell is happening?" Cora demanded.