Lizzie shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight and tilted her head back to gaze at the man standing in front of her. The enormous straw hat he wore kept his eyes in the shadow of the hat"s brim, but his smile was warm and welcoming.
"You done for the day, Josh?" Lizzie asked, instead of a greeting.
"Yea, I"ve sent the crew home for the day. I still have a few things to see to." He hesitated for a moment and then added, "Do you want to see the flowers on our hybrid rose?"
"It"s in bloom already? I"d love to see it. Is it everything we hoped for?"
Josh Benningfield merely nodded as he turned and led the way into the greenhouse. Lizzie was used to his abrupt ways. He was a man of few words, but he was a magician with flowers. Lizzie spent the next twenty minutes oohing and awing ov
