(Cont.)

It was a very hot day. The sun was out in full force, and the clouds offered little protection. Pulling the cart was exhausting. Would be a lot easier if the back-right wheel hadn't splintered. I'd have to buy or trade for a new one soon.

At least the farm was coming into view. I could finally rest. But something was wrong. As I started unloading our new things on the porch, I realized what. There was police rope across the shed door.

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