I walked toward the barn to a voice that was humming, and admittedly, my curiosity got the better of me.
In the barn, I found an unfamiliar girl attempting to milk a cow and struggling pathetically. The girl couldn’t carry a tune but not from lack of trying. She looked extremely out of her element trying to do her best but failing miserably.
I stood back and observed her frustrations. I knew very little about how to run a farm, but she seemed to be downright confused.
I leaned up against the barn door and listened to her trying to make heads or tails of what she was humming until it suddenly came to me.
I joined in and began whistling along with her, and she jumped. She kicked over the bucket, and I watched the milk spill on the hay. “Damn it! For all that is holy!”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” But not really. I laughed.
She stood up to brush herself off, along with wipe the remainder of the milk and hay that were on her clothes and face.
She stomped over to me but stopped before getting too close. “What do you want?” she snapped at me. She put her hand on her hip.
“Nothing!” I stuck my hand out to shake hers. “I’m Ford.”
She looked down at my hand and smirked leaving my hand hanging.
“What can I help you with?” she demanded.
“Well, since you are clearly not from around here, we like to introduce ourselves first. It’s polite.” I smiled at her.
She rolled her eyes unimpressed.
Terry came walking around the corner huffing like he was already losing his breath.
“Oh, Ford! I see you found Elise.” He looked at me and then back at her. “What in all of Hades happened to you?” He laughed a beat then realized she wasn’t happy and cleared his throat.
“So it’s Elise. Nice to meet you.”
