We made our way from town today, but that darn driver wouldn’t drop us anywhere close to the ranch. Walked nearly 4 miles before we got close enough to camp for the night. I’m awful worried about startin’ this new job with Lennie. I really want to make a go of it, and get this little piece of land. One or two more harvests, and I might just have enough money to do it. But that Lennie, he just might be the ruin of me. Darn fool can’t keep a thought in his head longer than a blink of an eye. Lord help us if he gets into the same sort trouble that came down in Weed. I respected his Aunt and I made a promise to watch out for him, but how much more do I have to take? A man can only take so much, and I am pretty sure I nearing my breaking point. How long do I have to put my life on hold for that fool?
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