I shook my head. “But I’m considering bringing her on as a partner. I want to expand. That’s not just expensive, but it would be a huge commitment.”
“Do you think she’d agree to it?”
“You know, I think she would. She’s tired of her brother always bossing her around. Hell, I don’t mind when she gives me a piece of her mind. She’s made a few great suggestions.”
“Like goat yoga?” Anderson gazed into Sassy’s dark-brown eyes. “You would just love to step on people while they stretched, wouldn’t you?”
Damn goat bleated her agreement.
“Seriously?” I scratched my chin. “I can’t really imagine it.”
“Well, you could offer the yoga classes. Do you invite kids from local schools to visit?”
“Uh…no.”
“You might consider that. Although liability’s always an issue.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ve got tons of insurance. Takes up a damn lot of my expenses—but I try to be prepared for anything.”
“What about having families visit? You remember the figurines?”
I blinked. “Oh, yeah. Henry makes them.”
“Right. He’s married to Johnson—who runs a cider-making business. He also gives tours of the orchard and has picking parties in the fall.”
“Well, I reckon that makes sense.”
“Wyatt and Tate run a pumpkin patch. Again, they have people visit them…like a destination.”
“You’re suggesting…?” I scratched my cheek. “That I invite strangers onto the property?”
“When you put it like that, it doesn’t sound nearly as exciting. I’m saying what if you open the farm to families a couple of days a week? Give them the realfarmexperience. Kids are so tied to their electronics. I think it might be fun to play with goats. I know Adele would’ve loved it. I took her to a petting zoo once. One of her favorite memories.”
I considered. “You really think so?”
He met my gaze. “Yeah, I really think you could. But, hell, this is your farm. You know what you can and can’t do.”
“Mila mentioned the goat yoga. I plum forgot about that. I’d have to pass the rest by her. Having guests is a lot of responsibility.”
“You wouldn’t have to go to markets—you could sell your soap here. Even show people how you make it. Unless that’s giving up trade secrets.”
“Anyone can find recipes on the internet.”
“True.” He looked up, as if taking in the pasture for the first time. “You’d need a website. I can take care of that. I can help you put together a marketing plan. Maybe have a grand opening in the spring?”
His eagerness couldn’t be overstated—clearly this was something he really thought was a good idea.
“I should, like, have a business plan or something. Right?”
“Oh, I can help with that. My title might beexecutive assistant, but I’ve actually picked up quite a few things while working with Shaw. This would be—” He met my gaze.
My breath caught.
“I’m getting ahead of myself. This is your farm—you know what’s best.”
“But you’ve got great ideas. Clearly you’re seeing something I’ve never considered. That doesn’t mean they’re not good ideas. It just means I might need some convincing.”
He grinned. “I would be happy to do that.”
