That was the beginning of the paper trail.
At first, it was survival.
Receipts in a shoebox.
Soil reports in a binder.
County tax statements scanned into a folder labeled FARM PROOF.
Equipment purchases logged in a spreadsheet.
Crop experiments written down in notebooks stained with coffee and rain.
Sienna did not think of it as evidence at first.
She thought of it as discipline.
But somewhere deep inside, she understood something about her family.
They could dismiss a tired daughter.
They could dismiss dirty hands.
