Chapter 8
Eddie looked sullen.
“It’s okay. I should be going. I promised my dad and brother I’d help with doing hay today.”
“Do you live on a farm?” Jack asked, all excited.
“Sure do,” Ward replied.
“Can I come and see your farm?” the boy asked.
“Anytime,” Ward promised.
“But we can’t today,” Tyler said. “We’re going to have dinner with Grandpa and Grandma Pierce. Go make your bed and get dressed. We still have time to make it to church.” The boys left the room.
“Ward, I’m really sorry if Eddie embarrassed you. Like I told you last night, he’s having trouble coping with Tiffany’s death.”
“Don’t worry about it. I understand. It must be a surprise to have me suddenly appear in your life. But I’m happy you’re so glad to see me.” Ward checked his watch. I better be going. I really do have to help with the hay.”
“Give me your number,” Tyler said. “I’ll call you later.”
After exchanging numbers, Tyler walked Ward to the door. “Thank you for last night and for breakfast.”