Chapter 12

They pulled into the parking lot at the orchard, and Jordan gaped at the size of the operation. The place had to be the size of Rhode Island, with more apples and other orchard fruits than Jordan could identify. They had a massive playground, a petting zoo, a cider mill, and even a distillery on site. The place had to be a gold mine.

“This just boggles my mind.” He turned around slowly as Sam roused his nieces and nephew. “How is this just an hour outside of the city?”

“It’s a whole new world once you leave the concrete jungle behind, isn’t it?” Sam laughed and took Jordan’s hand, and the five of them got in line to get their bags.

The line was long, and the parking lot showed the place was doing great business today. Once the five of them got into the rows of trees, though, they quickly forgot anyone else was on site. Jordan could hear a few people in the distance, but they didn’t have to fight for access to apples or trees.