Chapter 144

Fiddle music reverberated off of the freshly assembled barn walls. The hand organ, flute, a guitar, and a steel drum accented the melody as one of the men who'd worked so hard all day sat on an upturned barrel, playing his heart out on the beautiful instrument. Hope sat on a bale of hay, watching, her toes tapping, keeping time with her hand on her thigh as the others took turns on the dance floor, celebrating the finished barn.