by Meg Corey
I can't believe how quickly this year has gone by, and how much I've learned. A year ago I was working in an office in Boston, running numbers for a major bank, and now I'm admiring the last of my harvested apples in the temperature-controlled chambers I had constructed inside my barn. The rest of the apples were sold almost as fast as I could pull them off the trees. All good. Thank goodness that summer hailstorm missed Granford, or things would have looked rather bleak right now.
And I even survived a visit from my mother. Please don't misunderstand–I love my mother, and we get along fairly well, most of the time. And the rest of the time we don't talk much at all. I'm not even sure why. We didn't have much time to work on mending fences during this visit because she didn't even tell me she was coming, and shortly after she arrived she became a murder suspect, so we had to sort that out. Of course, we did: anyone who knows my mother would laugh at the idea of her killing anyone. But we had to make that clear to that detective from Northampton, who really doesn't like me much.
And I had so little time to spend with her! Mother didn't quite understand that fall means harvest season, and I was shorthanded so I had to help out with the apple picking instead of going shopping with her. She didn't take it well at first.
And then I had a hard time figuring out how to introduce her to Seth, my...I don't know what. Boyfriend sounds so silly, since we're both adults. But the other choices sound equally foolish. So for most of Mother's visit he was Seth-who-lives-next-door-and-rents-office-space-from-me. Guess what: she saw right through that, although she waited until I tried to explain before saying anything. My family is big on being polite and not intruding.
But once the murder investigation was wrapped up, my father came to pick her up and back to New Jersey they went, which meant that Seth and I have time to celebrate Thanksgiving for ourselves. I'm really looking forward to that.
I am truly thankful for all the good things this past year in Granford has brought me. Happy Thanksgiving!