“Yes, but that old barn out near Windom where we used to party has been torn down, and kids today would rather sit in front of a television and play video games than go out to an abandoned barn and drink beer.” Jesse shook his head in disgust.

“History just might repeat itself.” Cody raised both eyebrows. “Sam and Taylor might be more interested in girls and beer than video games.”

“That’s a bridge way on down the road,” Jesse said. “Right now, they’re more interested in a bottle of formula, and the only women in their lives are their mama, sister, and grandmother.”

Before Cody could say anything, his phone rang, and when he saw that it was Nate, he said, “I should take this. I’ll meet you out at the pasture in a few minutes.”

Jesse waved over his shoulder as he left the room. “See you there. Tell Stevie hello.”

Cody answered the phone on the fourth ring. “Hey, Nate. Where are you these days?”

“Houston,” Nate answered with his thick British accent. “I thought I was done six month ago, but I’m restless and about to go back. Want to go with me?”

“Nope. Where are you off to this time?” Cody asked.

“South Africa,” Nate answered. “The company I’m working for now has built a fairly good-sized new hospital with a surgery and about thirteen rooms near Nieu-Bethesda. I’ve been asked to be the chief. I’ve got a surgeon lined up, but I need another doctor, and I thought of you. It’s a one-year contract instead of six months, and the area is beautiful. I’ve been over there overseeing the building, and now I’m back recruiting a staff. The village has a population of less than two thousand, but we’d serve a large area. Interested?”

“It’s still a no,” Cody said.

“Will you at least think about it a few days before you give me your answer?” Nate asked.

“My dad’s condition is gradually getting worse, and I’m needed here in Texas,” Cody said.

“What if I sent you pictures of the town and the hospital?” Nate asked. “It’s not as sophisticated as a big medical facility here in the states, but it’s a far cry from a mud hut or a tent.”

“I’d love to see the pictures, but—” Cody started.

Nate butted in before he could finish. “Sending them to your phone right now. I’m really excited about this project, mate, and I hope it’s just the beginning of several more centers we can put up in the next ten years. You’d be getting in on the ground floor with me, and you know that we like working together.”

“We did have some good times,” Cody agreed.

“Think of those and all the people you could help if you put your name on the dotted line,” Nate said.