121. The Seed Plan

The new field looked different in the morning.

There were no crops in it yet, but the rows were straight and dark after the water had settled into the soil. The empty lines waited beneath the early sunlight while people carried seed bags from the store.

Carlos stood beside Rowan with his hands on his waist.

"How much can we put in?"

Rowan opened the first bag and looked over the rows again.

"Enough. Do not ask me to fill every empty place just because it is there."

Carlos looked at him.

"I was going to ask that."

"I know."

Rowan pointed at the field.

"Wheat takes most of it. Beans go beside it. Cabbage and onions get smaller sections. We keep some empty ground for whatever Cosmic finds. If he brings oil seeds tomorrow, you will regret turning every part of this place into wheat today."

Carlos did not like hearing it, but Rowan was right.

"Fine. Keep the space."