Lily listened to Chris’s story as they went through the coop and collected the eggs together. That was like her pa, looking out for those who needed it and offering jobs to those who are willing to work. A smile crept across Lily’s full lips as she thought about how her pa use to donate food to local food drives and sold a good amount of his crops at the local market for much lower than he should. Her father would always complain that pa was ‘giving away the farm’ but he never said anything about it directly to his father. Instead he just laughed it off and let the man do as he pleased.

“I’m sure my pa is really happy you stayed.” She said with a nod as she collected a few more eggs and carefully put them into the basket. “I’m just here for a visit; I’ll be here for a week or two just to get away from it all.” Her voice was a little melancholy as she spoke. Half of her wanted to be here to relax and enjoy the countryside but the other half wasn’t too sure about actually being here, why did her parents insist she leave anyway? “Actually I love in New York City with my parents. You wouldn’t guess by talking to my dad that he grew up here but he did.” With that she placed the last bit of eggs into the basket and picked it up. “Thanks for your help Chris, it was a pleasure meeting you and I’m sure we’ll cross paths again.”

At that the two parted ways before Lily skipped back to her pa’s house and entered it. It wasn’t but long before the blonde shoved the front door open and walked in a shocked daze out onto the porch, down the steps and into the front yard. Her head hanging low, her steps little and her hands shaking she sat herself on the single swing hanging from an old tree and stared down at her hands in her lap. Was what she just heard… real?