He was an idiot. There was no reason for him to tell her everything that he just did. Why did he say it? What was he thinking? She’d been standing there, so small and petite, her huge brilliant green eyes swallowing up her face as she’d bit her lip and looked up at him, and he’d felt, for a moment, that he could trust her. That she was on his team.

Which was ridiculous. She worked for the bank. She was here to steal his farm away.

Her soulful eyes burned through his memories, and he asked himself the question he hadn’t dared to allow himself to ask before – was he sure about that? If she really was here to steal his farm away, she sure was doing a bang-up job of pretending to care.

Of course, this had happened before. Not the part about...

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