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her hand. “Kevin, I’m Tayler, and I have a feeling we’ll be seeing a lot of each other.”
    He grasped her hand and elbow to help her up onto the truck. “I’ll be lookin’ forward to it.”
    The ride out was bumpy and rough. Tayler couldn’t even enjoy the view, her butt hurt so badly. She held on for dear life and tried to avoid getting her new sneakers dirty.
    Kevin led them through the fields and Tayler picked whatever she saw everybody else picking. She wasn’t into this getting-back-to-nature stuff. The only thing she wanted to get back to was the house so she could get on her cell and cuss Nicole out.
    â€œBarbara, think you’ve got enough green beans? Why not move on down and get some cucumbers. I like them in my salad.”
    â€œForrest, get your own cucumbers. We’re trying to show Tayler here how to pick beans. I may not have lived in the county for a while now, but I’m still a country girl.”
    Tayler compared the small amount of beans in her basket to the overflowing amount in Barbara’s. She had to admit she needed the help.
    â€œHoney, the truck’s not gonna be out here all day, so you need to pick faster. Here, let me show you how. Sit that basket down. You need both hands.”
    Tayler did as she was told, and in no time at all, her basket was overflowing as well.
    â€œThank you. This is the first time I’ve ever picked anything.”
    â€œFun, isn’t it?”
    Tayler glanced down at her dusty sneakers and dirty manicured nails. Hell, no, this isn’t fun. “I guess, yeah.”
    Barbara laughed. “Don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it. Before you leave you’ll be a pro at picking beans and anything else you want to eat. Once we leave, I guess Rita or Kevin will ride out with you every day.”
    Tayler stopped in her tracks. “You have to do this every day?”
    â€œSure, that’s what staying on an organic farm is all about. Everything’s fresh right from the garden. Wait until dinner tonight—you’ll see what I mean then.”
    Barbara picked up her basket and started walking away.
    â€œWhat if I’m not able to make it out here every morning?” Tayler asked. “Surely Rita will prepare something anyway.”
    â€œMaybe, but why wouldn’t you want to?” Barbara stopped and turned to face Tayler. “That’s what people stay here for, the holistic experience. Isn’t that why you’re here?”
    Holistic, as in back to nature, organic, oh, hell! Tayler gave a slow nod of her head. “Sure, it’s just some mornings I might be working, and I wondered how they’d handle that, you know. Let’s say I miss the truck or something.”
    â€œDon’t worry, I’m sure Rollin won’t let you starve,” Barbara responded with a laugh.
    â€œHe just might,” Tayler mumbled, remembering how rude he’d been to her.
    â€œHoney, as pretty as you are, I wouldn’t be surprised if Rollin doesn’t offer to pick your food for you. I don’t know him that well, but I saw the way he looked at you this morning.”
    â€œWhat do you mean? How did he look at me?” Tayler asked, apprehensive about the answer.
    â€œLet’s just say I noticed him noticing you. That’s all. Come on, let’s go pick some blackberries—Rita promised me a cobbler after dinner.”
    After a brief stop back at the truck for a bottle of water and a new basket, Tayler tried to talk Barbara into letting her wait by the truck, but she wouldn’t hear of it.
    â€œIf you’re going to be out here after we leave, you need to learn a thing or two,” she insisted. “Come on, city girl.”
    With the sleeve of her shirt, Tayler wiped the sweat from her brow and followed Barbara along a path that lead to blackberry bushes. Hot, tired and ready for a bath, Tayler could barely muster up the energy to pick