Soon enough, the last box had been carried inside and the workmen left, sped along with a generous tip. As the moving vans pulled away and turned back onto the highway, Mark felt a knot of tension he hadn't even known he had loosen in his back. Quiet, he thought. The roar of the engines slowly receded, and a deep stillness settled over the farm. The only sounds were his own breathing, the faint sigh of the wind rustling over the grass, and the small noises of birds as they flitted from tree to tree in the front yard.
He smiled. His life head been turned upside down in the last several months. What had started as a joke had made him famous and wealthy. But now he was back where he truly belonged.
Grinning broadly, he bounded up the stairs and into the house. The screen door slammed shut b
