“That’s why you need to believe me when I tell you that you’re good,” she said softly. “I’ve seen good. I’ve known since the day I held you in my arms that you were gonna bless every person that came across your path. We chose you to run the farm, Trent. Your Daddy’s legacy. The last part of him I had left. Not because no one else wanted it, but because even though you were barely an adult yourself we knew you would take good care of it. You were the only one who loved as fiercely as he did.” Her eyes squeezed shut and a fat tear rolled down her cheek. “The farm was yours, from the day you
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