Chapter 9 - Troy

~Troy’s Point of View~

The weekends were always the time to catch up on things at the farm. But now that I had school, time was awfully tight. My mom had been hard at work making baked goods and I dropped them off at the local market, then picked up the check from last week’s deliveries. 

“You did real good this week son, I can even take some more if you got it. People love your veggies and especially the cheeses and butter. I had two families pre-order a half cow if you could have it to the butcher by mid-week,” the grocer said.

“I’d love to increase things, I’ll see what I can do,” I said, grinning. 

“Good, I done sold out on Thursday. I’ll take