I was feeling good about everything when I walked through
the door, the bugs had left most of the second field alone. But any thoughts of
the farm vanished when I saw my wife’s face.
“I know this is hard, but it’s time to box it up.”
Had I been in a worse mood, I would have taken issue, but
instead, I sighed once, and headed down to the cellar.
As I walked down the steps, I tried to clear my mind, tried
to think everything through, but once I saw the small coffin and lid, I just
lost it.
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