Have you ever had you of those days that seem to just keep dragging on. Lastnight I was taken to look at a crime scene. This morning I went to cash some checks, did an interview with one if our lical radio stations and tended the sheep with a few farm hands.
Spring is comming and it is nearing time to flees many of the sheep. Griff, the ranch forman says that the whool is the bulk of our income for the year so it was inportant to sell it for a good price. After unloading the whool at the mill, it eas back to the bank and as soon as we got home Glenn and Ron were waiting to head back to the crime scene. Will this day ever end?
Before I got out of Griff’s truck I say a little pray for strength. “You going to be alright, boss? Do you want me to send these men away?”
“No Griff thanks, but this is something that the Lord has called me to do.” Griff unloaded the bushels from the truck as I got out to start it all over.
“Are you ok Professor? I missed you at the pub this morning.”
“Yes, Glenn it has just been a long day. Is your forensics team meeting us there?”
Captain Ron Pike answered for his partner, “they are already there.”