"Yeah, about your old clothes...."

"I think your mom told you we didn't keep any of your old underwear, especially your bras since you...outgrew them. Anyways, I saw a church asking for clothing donations, so I gave them as much as I could carry. I'm not sure what is left in there, to be honest." He explained.

Candace climbed the rest of the way into the attic to get out of eyesight of her dad, and to take her time to see what was in the box.

"Mom said you weren't gonna be back until lunch. Why are you back so soon?" She asked as she opened the box.

"Oh, I was checking the perimeter in case any fence posts were knocked over by the storm. I thought I'd need to walk the whole perimeter to check, but I didn't." He explained.

Candace looked at the contents of the box. There were several pairs of old socks, but underneath, she found old bikinis and a one piece swimsuit. Under those, she found overalls that had a skirt instead of shorts or pants. Then she found an assortment of dresses. Sighing in relief, she pulled one of the dresses she knew was looser when she was younger, a yellow sun dress. She pulled it on, and saw her now ample chest pressed against the thin fabric and showed a hint of cleavage. The dress used to come down to her knees when she was younger. Now that she had filled out and had grown a bit since then, she was shocked to see that it barely reached past her midthigh. She would need to be careful around strong winds!

"Wait, so is the fence OK then?" Candace replied, realizing she hadn't responded to him.

"You think I could tell all that from being out there less than 10 minutes? No, I saw easily a quarter of our fence is down, so I was hoping you'd help me replace the fence posts after breakfast." He said.

Candace descended the ladder, careful not to expose anything as she got down. Her father saw what she was wearing and smiled.

"I remember that dress. You wore it to your mom's birthday party. Interesting how it looks on you now. It looked almost matronly on you before. Now it looks like your about to break some hearts!" He joked.

Candace blushed from the compliment, but slapped her dad's arm as she went to the dining room to check on breakfast. As the two entered, her mom was finishing setting the table.

"Perfect timing. I was about to call you back here. I take it the fence is ok?" Her mom asked.

"Actually, we need to replace a good chunk of it. Might take all day. I was hoping Candace could help, but given her wardrobe situation, I'm not sure that's wise." He said.

"Oh, I think she looks fine. Besides, if she needs to change after she's done, her clothes being washed should be done by then." Her mom explained.

"True. What do you say, Kiddo? You wanna help your old man replace the fence today? You may even be able to do part of it yourself!" He said, hoping the last part would persuade her.

"Sure. It's not like I have much to do otherwise." She replied.

"Great, I think I have an extra pair of gloves and boots that should fit you. Just be careful around the barbed wire. I'll show you how to do it." He said.

After everyone finished their breakfast, Candace was out in front of the house wearing just a dress, boots, gloves, and a sun hat her mother insisted she wear, due to the blazing sun. Her father was showing her how to remove the damaged or fallen posts and digging a new hole for a fresh one. Candace tried it herself, and was surprised how easy it was for her, despite not having much upper body strength. She even was able to stick a new post into the ground without any help. The tricky part was the barbed wire, which necessitated the gloves. A line of it had to pulled tight and stapled into place on the top and another halfway down each post to prevent cattle escaping as well as trespassers.

"Wow, it seems you can do this all by yourself!" Her dad cheered proudly.

Candace high-fived her dad and helped him load up his truck with several wood posts as well as two more lines of barbed wire.

"Since you seem capable by yourself, you can keep going along this way. Just keep to the perimeter. If you run into trouble. You can call me on my radio." Her dad said, handing her a walkie talkie.

Phone service was spotty when not connected to wifi, so it was more reliable for communication when working around the house. Candace placed the walkie talkie in the cart with her own supply of posts and barbed wire. The plan was for them to start at opposite sides of the driveway. Then meet somewhere in the middle in the back of the property.

They were able to shout to each other when first started working, but had to gradually become farther apart before turning the corner and being hidden by the house. It was here that she ran into her first obstacle...