Part Two – Chapter Thirty Six
One week later
Marks point of view
Fuck me we are busy; the cattle round up is going well and Mable told me we have a dozen or so fruit and veg pickers. I am missing Lilly though because by the time I get home she is all tucked up in bed, and well I am out very early so, a quick good morning peck, and check that she is okay, a half hour for lunch if we are lucky is all we are getting!
Mable was gossiping about one of the veggie pickers, she has been for the last two f*****g days, apparently the bloke gives her the creeps, and she cannot wait for him to disappear, to be fair, I am hardly taking any f*****g notice of her, because every f*****g harvest she moans about someone, and this poor fucker seems to be the man of the moment.
“Seriously Mark
