Vince could see that Toque had fallen asleep. Marie had laid her head down on his shoulder and was soon drifting off. He thought she had gone until she stirred.
"He's yours now you know."
Vince looked down on her. Some of her age showed, but not much. She looked from him to Toque again. "He's a dog but a loyal dog. He'll follow you where you need him to go."
Vince nodded slowly taking his eyes off her at a tangent.
"So you want to explain what kind of work your Uncle wants out of you?"
He turned to her again. He waited a moment before responding. "Uncle owns a restaurant. He needs a good farmer to get crops from."
"That's it, just farming?" She said surprised. Vince shook his head. "Where I'm going, nothing is easy..."
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