Deirdre and her husband stood outside their new home in New York. Running a small farm just was not a possibility anymore. Mr.Wayden had sold his land in Georgia and hoped to get a job in the city. It seemed as if every farmer had done the same.
Deirdre Wayden suddenly missed the smell of fresh corn in the morning. She had never been so far from home. Though homesick, Deirdre tried to forget the past and admire this amazing city.
There were people everywhere. The city's population had almost doubled in the last two years. Industrialization was to blame. Large farm owners were buying land…
