Chapter 9 - Four More HarvestsEdna farmed for four more years.
Not alone.
Neighbors helped.
Seasonal workers came.
Equipment was borrowed.
But Edna decided when to plant.
When to wait.
When to spend.
That was what mattered.
Eventually her health made physical farming too difficult.
By then, however, leaving the fields was her choice.
She leased the acreage to a neighboring family and remained in the farmhouse.
Ruth visited twice.
The second time, Edna took her into the bedroom.
From a drawer she removed an old photograph.
Clyde stood beside James near a tractor.
Both men were young.
Grease marked their sleeves.
Neither looked at the camera.
Ruth stared at it.
“I’ve never seen this.”
“Take it.”
“It belongs to you.”
Edna shook her head.
“No.”
She pressed it into Ruth’s hands.
“It belongs to the part of the story that keeps going.”
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Ruth carried the photograph back to Lubbock.
Years later, she would finally understand what Edna meant.
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