“It’s working,” Lena whispered, sniffing the air like a wolf.
“That’s not a cover crop,” Silas said, his voice thick. “That’s a promise.” mustard cover crop seed
“Mustard,” she said, placing it on his kitchen table. The packet was plain, just a handwritten label: Caliente Rojo. Cover Crop. “It’s working,” Lena whispered, sniffing the air like