The Grim Spring

One sunny day with frost on the ground the trees were just starting to get the buds on the tree branches. There was a boy and his father standing on the deck. The father had a torn plaid shirt on with some dirty old carrharts with some coffee in this hand. The boy was wearing some torn up track pants with a john deere hoodie and with steel toed boots. The father had a plan to haul the oats from the piles out in the far bale yard. Since it was spring and most of the frost has came up from the ground. The black soil was very soft and could not hold alot of weight before making the object sink. So he turned to his son and told him your driving the grain truck. The son was not a expert driver on stick or dodging mud holes. So the day went on the father and son were getting it done and they were on the second last load and the boy was going back to the yard and there was a spot that was getting soft. The boy got a text message and looked at his phone and went right in the hole and sunk right to the floor. The father asked what happend and the son told him someone was texting him. Once the father heard this he was pissed he was throwing things and told the son to pull it out him self. Thats what the boy will regret for the rest of his life.