couldtalk，forIwasgettingintoanawfulmess。“Youseeheknowsthatyouwanthimtobealawyer，andthathemustquitplowingbeforehecanbemorethanfriendswithyou。That’swhathe’splowingfor！Ifitwasn’tforthat，probablyhewouldn’t；
beplowingatall。Heaskedfathertolethim，andheborrowedmother’shorses，andhehookedtheflowersthroughthefence。
Everynightwhenhecomeshome，hekneelsbesidemotherandasksherifheis`repulsive，’andshetakeshiminherarmsandthetearsrolldownhercheeksandshesays：`Fatherhasfarmedallhislife，andyouknowhowrepulsiveheis。’“
Iventuredanupwardpeep。Iwasdoingbetter。Hertemperseemedtobecooling，butherfacewasajumble。Icouldn’tfindanyonethingonitthatwouldhelpme，soIjuststumbledaheadguessingatwhattosay。
“Hedidn’tWANTtodoit。HeperfectlyHATEDit。ThosefieldswerehisWaterloo。EveryfurrowwasaFIGHT，buthewasFORCED