Chapter 10
Matt lounged back in the Adirondack chair on his deck, looking out across the lake and listening to his dad and grandpa discuss the farm. He sipped on water while the older man enjoyed one of Mason’s batches. He’d be partaking if he wasn’t on call.
“Did Charlie get that part in yet?” Matt asked his grandfather since he hadn’t given him a call yet, and he wouldn’t put it past the old man to try and install it himself.
“Not yet. Damn thing is on backorder. Do you believe that? I’ll be dead before we can get it up and running.”
“You let me know when it comes in.”
“Why? Don’t think I’m capable of fixing it myself?”
“I didn’t say that. I told you I would help and that’s what I’m going to do.”
“More like babysitting me,” Harold grumbled.
“You’re getting cranky in your old age.
