Page 19 of Defended By the Lumberjack

My buddy, Jake, handles the office work nowadays.

Adam and I are still with the logging company too, doing damn well for ourselves after putting in so much time.

I can't speak for my buddies, but I know I like being able to come home to the wife and kids after work every day. But I never could handle a job indoors. I still spend my days in the field. Supposedly supervising, but I can't quite let go of the chainsaws and the log jacks.

Lucky for me, my wife loves the smell of fresh cut timber on me and the way the work keeps me in shape.

Independence Day fireworks light up the night sky over the lake that hugs the perimeter of Moonshine Ridge. The oohs and ahs of the Ridge's children following every burst of light as the colorful sparks fade and fall into the calm water.

July leans into my chest.

Defending this woman was the best move I ever made.