Chapter Twenty Eight

Sarah watched as Jonah hoisted a bale of hay onto the back of a cart. A smile spreading on her face as he looked at her and waved. Shaking her head with a knowing smile on her face she turned back to face her mother who had decided to visit " I honestly don't know why he insists on tiring himself out when we have people we pay to do this."

Amelia smiled at her daughter, "Let the poor boy be, my dear. If this is something he finds pleasure doing then let him enjoy himself."