The day continued, they found a children's puppet show for Chloe to watch.
Bailey and Sam took seats at the back of the outdoor seating area to keep an eye
on her. Bailey had been walking with Sam's hand in his off and on during the day.
He hadn't relinquished it when they took their seats.
"I used to love Punch and Judy, but I don't supposed they do that type of
humor these days." Bailey smiled at Chloe laughing in the front of the theater.
"No, probably to violent. This has been nice, I'm glad you talked me into coming."
Sam smiled at him. She was feeling more and more relaxed the longer she was
with him.
"Bail, you've told me about work, and the girls. But you haven't told me about you.
How are you doing? Are you seeing anyone?"
"No, not really. Aside from all the new things the physical therapist had me doing
I didn't have time for much but sleeping." He wondered if she was just asking or
if she was making sure he wasn't involved before she told him how she felt.
He knew she felt something for him, something more than just friendship.
He prayed she was finally at peace enough to let herself live again.
Sam lifted their intwined hands to her thigh, smoothed her fingers over the back of
his wide palm. This was all new to her. Bailey had always been a toucher.
Offering hugs, a pat on the shoulder, his hand at the small of your back as he
walked beside you. But in her relationships with her husband and Coop there
hadn't been much of that. Neighter man was big on affection, unless it was at
home and in private. Sam liked the contact, but it was making her want even
more. She was beginning to notice how carefully Bailey studied her, when
he thought she was busy. As guarded as his expressions usually were, she
could tell that there was something more in his eyes than concern for her.
But dare she hope he thought of her romantically?
"You should take a vaction, I know you have had time off recently but that was to
heal. You need to spend time with your family." Sam suggested.
"I have suggested a trip to the girls but they are more wrapped up in their school friends."
He shrugged.
Sam was about to tell him he was welcome to visit with them anytime. But the puppet show
ended and the clapping stopped her from speaking.
"Mom, Bailey wasn't that funny?" Chloe came running up to them.
"It sure sounded like you kids enjoyed it." Sam answered.
"So what do you want to do next kido?" Bailey tickled Chloe, making her giggle.
"Could we go over to the area were they have a petting farm? Jenny told me she
was there already, it's over by the barns."
"The petting farm, sounds like fun." Bailey stood glanced at Sam for her approval.
"Let's go, I love animals."
The area with the baby animals was fenced twice to prevent any escapes. There were
sheep, goats, a pony, chickens, ducks, rabbits, two pot bellie pigs and two calves.
Chloe petted all of them in turn, feeding the sheep and goats special crackers that
were for sale for fifty cents.
Sam and Bailey watched from outside the paddock area.
"I should have brought a camera, there would have been some great pictures with Chloe
and the animals." Sam spoke outloud.
"Let's check out the view from the barn." Bailey led Sam up a flight of stairs attached to
the outside of the hundred year old barn. There were hay bales stacked on one side,
and feed bags stacked on the other. A even higher hay loft that was roped off above
the main floor of the barn. A large sliding door was open over the paddock area so
you could look down and keep an eye on your kids. The rail preventing any one or
any animal from falling from the open door was scared from many years of use.
One other couple was in the barn, but they were occupied kissing and probably
didn't even notice Bailey and Sam's arrival.
"There she is with the calf." Bailey pointed out Chloe.
"I see her, we may be here for awhile, she loves animals." Sam smiled.
"That's fine, we have all day to enjoy ourselves." He slipped an arm around
Sam's waist as he stood beside her at the railing.
Sam leaned into him, soaking up the warmth of his solid frame.
She was going to miss him all the more when he left now. She was beginning
to become used to his touch, wanting it, craving it.
Bailey was finding he couldn't seem to keep his hands off of Sam. Not that he
was being overly forward. He was keeping his touches easy, she could move
out of his reach at anytime. But it seemed to him that she was leaning into him.
Even now her body was resting against his, he had to remember not to kiss
her. They weren't a couple, at least not yet.
Chloe was helping a three year old little girl feed one of the goats. Showing her
how to hold the cracker so you didn't get your fingers nibbled on.
The silence of the wonderful afternoon was shattered then by a women's scream.
Baiely was instantly on alert looking for the source of the sound. He leaned out the
big barn door searching for anyone in trouble.
"Help help, he's trapped." A women's voice yelled from the back of the barn area.
Bailey rushed towards the comotion. He had to run down the stairs then jump the low
fence at the side of the barn and run around to the back.
A man was pinned under a pallet full of stacked feedbags. Several women were unloading
the pallet by dragging the bags off. But they were tied on securly and it was taking time.
Bailey quickly opened his pocket knife and cut the twine. He began throwing feed bags
off so they could get the trapped man free. His arms bulging as he lifted the eighty pound
bags of corn and tossed them aside.
Sam was beside the man, attempting to determine how badly he was injuried.
"Hurry Bail, he's not doing well." Sam urged, the sound of sirens was rapidly getting
closer to the barn. By the time Bailey was throwing the last few feed bags off the
pallet, the paramedics had arrived.
"Thank you, thank you. " One of the women told Bailey as he moved out of the way.
The paramedics knelt beside the fallen man, "Don't lift it off him until we check for
compression fracture."
Sam moved to stand beside Bailey, who was breathing hard like he'd run a race.
"That was quick thinking, are you okay?" Sam asked studying his face.
"I'm fine, just a little winded." He panted.
"Mom, what happened?" Chloe scooted through the crowd of people that had gathered.
"Stand back honey." Sam pulled Chloe in close out of the way. The paramedics were loading
the man onto a stretcher.
Chloe's eyes were big, "Did you help save him?" She grabbed one of Bailey's hands and looked
up at him.
"I helped a little sweatheart." Bailey nodded.
"Will he be alright?" Chloe asked.
"Yes, honey, he has a few broken ribs and maybe his leg. But he will be fine once the
doctors fix him up." Sam explained.
"Good, I was scared."
"Come on, I need a cold drink." Bailey turned the two away from the barn.
Bailey and Sam took seats at the back of the outdoor seating area to keep an eye
on her. Bailey had been walking with Sam's hand in his off and on during the day.
He hadn't relinquished it when they took their seats.
"I used to love Punch and Judy, but I don't supposed they do that type of
humor these days." Bailey smiled at Chloe laughing in the front of the theater.
"No, probably to violent. This has been nice, I'm glad you talked me into coming."
Sam smiled at him. She was feeling more and more relaxed the longer she was
with him.
"Bail, you've told me about work, and the girls. But you haven't told me about you.
How are you doing? Are you seeing anyone?"
"No, not really. Aside from all the new things the physical therapist had me doing
I didn't have time for much but sleeping." He wondered if she was just asking or
if she was making sure he wasn't involved before she told him how she felt.
He knew she felt something for him, something more than just friendship.
He prayed she was finally at peace enough to let herself live again.
Sam lifted their intwined hands to her thigh, smoothed her fingers over the back of
his wide palm. This was all new to her. Bailey had always been a toucher.
Offering hugs, a pat on the shoulder, his hand at the small of your back as he
walked beside you. But in her relationships with her husband and Coop there
hadn't been much of that. Neighter man was big on affection, unless it was at
home and in private. Sam liked the contact, but it was making her want even
more. She was beginning to notice how carefully Bailey studied her, when
he thought she was busy. As guarded as his expressions usually were, she
could tell that there was something more in his eyes than concern for her.
But dare she hope he thought of her romantically?
"You should take a vaction, I know you have had time off recently but that was to
heal. You need to spend time with your family." Sam suggested.
"I have suggested a trip to the girls but they are more wrapped up in their school friends."
He shrugged.
Sam was about to tell him he was welcome to visit with them anytime. But the puppet show
ended and the clapping stopped her from speaking.
"Mom, Bailey wasn't that funny?" Chloe came running up to them.
"It sure sounded like you kids enjoyed it." Sam answered.
"So what do you want to do next kido?" Bailey tickled Chloe, making her giggle.
"Could we go over to the area were they have a petting farm? Jenny told me she
was there already, it's over by the barns."
"The petting farm, sounds like fun." Bailey stood glanced at Sam for her approval.
"Let's go, I love animals."
The area with the baby animals was fenced twice to prevent any escapes. There were
sheep, goats, a pony, chickens, ducks, rabbits, two pot bellie pigs and two calves.
Chloe petted all of them in turn, feeding the sheep and goats special crackers that
were for sale for fifty cents.
Sam and Bailey watched from outside the paddock area.
"I should have brought a camera, there would have been some great pictures with Chloe
and the animals." Sam spoke outloud.
"Let's check out the view from the barn." Bailey led Sam up a flight of stairs attached to
the outside of the hundred year old barn. There were hay bales stacked on one side,
and feed bags stacked on the other. A even higher hay loft that was roped off above
the main floor of the barn. A large sliding door was open over the paddock area so
you could look down and keep an eye on your kids. The rail preventing any one or
any animal from falling from the open door was scared from many years of use.
One other couple was in the barn, but they were occupied kissing and probably
didn't even notice Bailey and Sam's arrival.
"There she is with the calf." Bailey pointed out Chloe.
"I see her, we may be here for awhile, she loves animals." Sam smiled.
"That's fine, we have all day to enjoy ourselves." He slipped an arm around
Sam's waist as he stood beside her at the railing.
Sam leaned into him, soaking up the warmth of his solid frame.
She was going to miss him all the more when he left now. She was beginning
to become used to his touch, wanting it, craving it.
Bailey was finding he couldn't seem to keep his hands off of Sam. Not that he
was being overly forward. He was keeping his touches easy, she could move
out of his reach at anytime. But it seemed to him that she was leaning into him.
Even now her body was resting against his, he had to remember not to kiss
her. They weren't a couple, at least not yet.
Chloe was helping a three year old little girl feed one of the goats. Showing her
how to hold the cracker so you didn't get your fingers nibbled on.
The silence of the wonderful afternoon was shattered then by a women's scream.
Baiely was instantly on alert looking for the source of the sound. He leaned out the
big barn door searching for anyone in trouble.
"Help help, he's trapped." A women's voice yelled from the back of the barn area.
Bailey rushed towards the comotion. He had to run down the stairs then jump the low
fence at the side of the barn and run around to the back.
A man was pinned under a pallet full of stacked feedbags. Several women were unloading
the pallet by dragging the bags off. But they were tied on securly and it was taking time.
Bailey quickly opened his pocket knife and cut the twine. He began throwing feed bags
off so they could get the trapped man free. His arms bulging as he lifted the eighty pound
bags of corn and tossed them aside.
Sam was beside the man, attempting to determine how badly he was injuried.
"Hurry Bail, he's not doing well." Sam urged, the sound of sirens was rapidly getting
closer to the barn. By the time Bailey was throwing the last few feed bags off the
pallet, the paramedics had arrived.
"Thank you, thank you. " One of the women told Bailey as he moved out of the way.
The paramedics knelt beside the fallen man, "Don't lift it off him until we check for
compression fracture."
Sam moved to stand beside Bailey, who was breathing hard like he'd run a race.
"That was quick thinking, are you okay?" Sam asked studying his face.
"I'm fine, just a little winded." He panted.
"Mom, what happened?" Chloe scooted through the crowd of people that had gathered.
"Stand back honey." Sam pulled Chloe in close out of the way. The paramedics were loading
the man onto a stretcher.
Chloe's eyes were big, "Did you help save him?" She grabbed one of Bailey's hands and looked
up at him.
"I helped a little sweatheart." Bailey nodded.
"Will he be alright?" Chloe asked.
"Yes, honey, he has a few broken ribs and maybe his leg. But he will be fine once the
doctors fix him up." Sam explained.
"Good, I was scared."
"Come on, I need a cold drink." Bailey turned the two away from the barn.