Exhuming 'The Messengers' Page #2

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- Dad.

You know, I think you and your mom would

have a lot to talk about if you give it a try.

We're all in this together, Jess.

So I'll go see if Mom needs anything.

Okay. Sure.

How was town?

Small.

Hey, Jess, I'm really sorry about earlier.

It's okay.

Need me to help you with anything?

I'd love it if you could carry down

some of those boxes in the hallway.

Sure. Where do you want them?

Just put them in the cellar.

Thanks.

Oh, God. You got to stop that.

Sorry if I surprised you.

What do you want?

I wondered if you'd had a chance to look

at that purchase offer yet.

We're gonna make a go of it.

We're staying.

Now, if you don't mind, I've got work to do.

Of course.

Always lots of work to do around a farm.

Bye now.

Damn it!

Get out of here!

Sh*t.

Oh, my God.

About the only thing that keeps them away.

They always like that?

No. Hell, they just want your seeds.

- Roy Solomon.

- John Burwell.

Good to meet you.

Lucky you came by when you did.

- You live around here?

- No, I was just heading into town.

Got to go where the work is.

What do you do?

A little bit of everything. Why, you...

You need some help around here?

What was that noise? What's going on?

Everything's all right.

This is John Burwell,

part-time crow exterminator.

The crows were going nuts out here.

If John hadn't come along when he did,

I might have gotten pecked to death.

Well, it's a good thing he did then.

I could sure use somebody to help me in the

fields, but I really can't pay you till harvest.

We could provide meals and put you up

in the workers' quarters till then.

Sunflowers, huh?

All you can eat.

That sounds good to me.

Well, I was making some lunch.

Would you like to join us?

- Sure. Sounds good.

- Okay.

Do you mind keeping that outside?

Sorry.

Got any family out here, John?

No, ma'am. Just me.

Think it's going to be a good harvest?

Well, it's been a while since

that lans been planted, so, yeah.

That's what I like to hear.

Cheers.

Hey, Jess.

Do you mind helping me with these?

Yeah.

Thanks.

You want this?

He won't stop.

But it must mean he likes you.

Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben.

What are you looking for?

Nothing.

Roy?

What's wrong?

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

- What happened?

- It's no big deal.

I cut my hand on the tractor.

Oh, honey, you're gonna need stitches.

No, I just need a bandage.

No, we got to get you to the hospital.

Well, I can take him.

Not with a suspended license, you can't.

All right. I'm going to get Ben's bag.

Jess, you get in the car.

Ben can stay here with Jess.

Roy, I don't think it's a good idea.

Just grab the keys and let's go.

Jess and Ben will be fine.

John's right outside if they need anything.

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