Unexpected Ending
By Wayne Mansfield
Rob peered upwards through the windscreen. The sky looked nasty. Already the fallow fields had been painted white by the first snows. He’d missed the weather report that morning, but some of the guys in town had said something about a blizzard and by golly it looked as if they were right.
He pushed his foot a little harder against the accelerator. Feed and water the horses. Feed the chickens. Collect the eggs. He made a mental list of the chores that would have to get done the minute he got home because once the storm hit, there was no doing anything. Get some wood in. Thankfully he wouldn’t have to chop it. Rooster McGee and his sons did all that, and delivered it, too. It wasn’t cheap, but the crops had been good for the past couple of years and fo
