Reaping the Rewards
John Reynolds had worked on his family’s arable farm for the past twenty years. Now thirty-seven-years old, farming ran through his veins thicker than his blood and he’d readily admit that he’d never change where he worked.The farm was in East Anglia, England, and covered over two-thousand acres. It had been in his family for decades and his wife and children helped out during the busiest time of the year, bringing in the crops.He’d married Jessica — he called her Jessie — just over sixteen...
First Time