ugh john deere, the tractor philanderers.. exclusive club devoted to building a franchise, monopoly… stepping on the little man.. two sides to that coin! oh, the story, yeah kind of a filler piece here.
Filler-ish. It connects her back to the barley fields she grew up in, and it’s harvest time: a time of change, a time of celebration, a time of preparation for the cold and dark days ahead. The device she carried for a decade or more has danced its last dance.
Not entirely filler, really. And it gets her to the safe-house.
Marli 
ethelthefrog 
ElshaHawk (LoA)