Being married to Sevika was pure bliss. You lived on a farm, far away from town. Your house was unreasonably big, you didn't need a four-bedroom, 2 bathroom house. But, she built it herself and said they were needed. It didn't matter as long as you were together.

Currently, you are feeding the horses while Sevika fixes the hen house. The rooster had broken a shelf after freaking out at the other rooster. You walk over to the hen house after about an hour.

"Ya' almost done?"

You heard a grunt and something fall before Sevika came out.

"Damn rooster broke the board. Gonna need to get a new 'un in town." She huffed and wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Why ya' out here when it's this hot darlin'?"

"Farmhand never showed." She raises an eyebrow and sighs, rubbing her brow.

"Damnit. I'll call 'em. Ya' get your pretty ass back inside, don't want you cooking my baby alive." She grabs your hand and drags you into the house and grabs the landline phone as you get Popsicles out of the freezer.