Dusk was settling through the valley, the last few flickers of light were flitting away for the day. You sit on one of the wood stumps of the forest, awaiting a very special visitor - your Kent.

You settled to wait. After all, there were many reasons he could be late. After all, he had a family… and a wife.

But he couldn’t help but be enamoured by you, the new farmer in town. As he finally approached, there was a rare smile on his face. He didn’t say much, only sitting by your side.