Changes of Heart
Changes of Heart
“She was overheated, frustrated, angry, and very tired—and she still had a hundred or more bales of hay to lift, flip, inspect, and restack. She wore a long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and leather gloves, but bits of chaff stuck to her face and in her hair, her nose was so full of hay sediment and dust she could barely breathe through it, and her throat felt as if she’d been swallowing handfuls of broken glass.
The temperature outside the barn was a steady, airless, all-encompassing ninety-seven degre...es. Inside the barn it felt like three times that. Indian summer had the entire state of Montana gasping like fish on a riverbank. Maggie hefted a seventy-five-pound bale from the wall of hay in front of her and dropped it at her feet. Even through her almost-plugged nose, the pungent, swamplike stench of mold assaulted her.
Save twenty-five cents a bale, she chided herself. Buy from a new guy—a young farmer getting his operation started. Great timothy hay—great price. She grunted as she hauled the bale to the access door in the middle of the second story of the barn and tossed it out into space.MoreLess
The temperature outside the barn was a steady, airless, all-encompassing ninety-seven degre...es. Inside the barn it felt like three times that. Indian summer had the entire state of Montana gasping like fish on a riverbank. Maggie hefted a seventy-five-pound bale from the wall of hay in front of her and dropped it at her feet. Even through her almost-plugged nose, the pungent, swamplike stench of mold assaulted her.
Save twenty-five cents a bale, she chided herself. Buy from a new guy—a young farmer getting his operation started. Great timothy hay—great price. She grunted as she hauled the bale to the access door in the middle of the second story of the barn and tossed it out into space.MoreLess
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