Joey

I've been working on the tractor all morning. It's getting old but we can't get another one just yet. I pull myself from beneath it, wiping my greasy hands on a rag as I look towards the house. I spot a figure going towards it and my brow furrows. They look familiar but I cant put my finger on it from behind. I curiously head towards the house too deciding I could use a glass of lemonade to cool down anyways. I side I hear my father talking about a seasonal job