State of
Grace
Chapter
1
The sun shinned
through the crack in Grace’s window and she rolled over to
face the alarm clock. It read 5:04 a.m. Her mother knocked
on the door as she was pulling on her jeans.
“Honey, why don’t you sleep more? He’s fine by
himself,” she said.
“No way Momma he’s already been out the there for an
hour and if Luke beats me out, I’ll get crap from him for a
week”
Grace pulled her long blonde hair into a fishtail braid and laced
up her boots while her mom went on about the farm boy, Luke
Taylor. Her mother couldn’t understand why Grace hated him.
Her mom was going off about how sweet and charming a boy he
was.
“Momma,” she interrupted, “Momma! Yes we all
know how you love Luke. But I have to go if I’m planning on
getting on actual work done before noon.”
She was crossing the muddy drive when Luke’s yellow truck
pulled up and splashed her jeans. “Thanks Luke,”
Grace said, as he got out of the truck.
“No problem it makes you looks uglier then the underside of
a-.”
“Don’t you dare finish that, boy.” They
walked out through the fields and met her father a few acres from
the house. “Hey guys let’s get to
work…”
