All the hard work had transformed Farmer from a young, ragged man to a muscular, vibrant and energetic man with shaggy, roguish hair and a dark scruffy beard on his chin. He took to life on the farm the way a duck takes to swimming in a pond. Marnie took an interest in monitoring Farmer's progress, which was incredible to say the least. Worn out and stressed from city-life, he was a lean young man with coal black hair and a clean-shaven face. Many villagers would come visit to at least say hello to her, but lately she found herself most eager to see Farmer, who had moved into the abandoned property next door a year and a half before.Īt the beginning of spring, Farmer had moved in to his grandfather's old farmhouse. Marnie ran a shop inside of her home to supply local farmers with modest supplies or food for their own animals, even though so few people in town had the space for a ranch of their own. Even the young teenagers were polite and courteous to the older generations. A cold bite in the air only served as a mocking reminder that her body is not as young as it used to be, and that she would end each night the same as she faced them: lonely.įriendship was easy enough to find in Pelican Town, It was such a small village that everybody knew each other. Days like today only served as a poignant reminder that she was alone despite her animals and despite her niece and nephew living with her for the past two years. Tending to the cows, goats, and other animals on her ranch was rewarding work, but some days were exhausting. Cindersap Forest was especially cold that fall afternoon, and Marnie was relieved to take a break from work.
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