The Farmer’s Secret (197 Words)
The farmer wiped his forehead. “You look confused, son.”
“I—it’s just, sir—sir, is that—is that corn in a wheelbarrow, sir?”
The farmer smiled at his new help. The young man was too slim for heavy work, but he could be perfect for one job. The farmer had lost a lot of good workers trying to find someone who could handle it.
“Yep,” he said. “That’s corn. Follow me.”
