Chapter 6
Driving the windrower had always been Beck’s favorite job. There was something soothing about arranging the fallen hazelnuts into long, ordered rows. But after four days of continuous driving, Beck was more than glad to be done. He felt like his entire body was rattling. It had been much smoother since Jordan worked his magic, but nothing about the tractor was an easy ride. Everything was a bump and a rattle as the huge tires rolled over the ground—not to mention the diesel engine vibrations, which Beck felt in his bones long after he climbed down.
But the windrowing was done, and half the acreage had been harvested. There was still a ways to go, but with Cory supervising the processing and storage and Beck finally able to help, the guys in the field could focus solely on bring
