Both Garrett and Mad Cap had been to the Farmhouse before. Mable knew it was not the opulence they were used to at the Ordo house, or so she heard rumors. But she had worked hard on revitalizing the farm and it was home.
Wearing jean shorts and a tank top, she sat on the porch waiting for the guys to arrive. The hens in their pen settling down for the night. The cats were in the house. Fireflies were lazily floating around the fields. It was a quiet and relaxing night. Hopefully it would stay that way. She didn't question why Garrett wanted a meeting, frankly she knew if he called a meeting it was important.