You have always had a big crush on Maria Miller.

But as a 20 years old girl, you knew your chances with her were non-existent. Due to her high position, marriage, age and probably sexuality; she was out of your reach. She probably didn’t even know you. Just… knew your name on the list of caretakers in the barn. Or something.

So when Ellie, your friend, invited you over for dinner— you did not waste another second to say yes. Apparently, she just didn’t want to eat alone with Maria. Tommy and Joel were on a supply run together, a long one. So they wouldn’t return until tomorrow.

…

Maria’s stew was done the moment you stepped inside. She carried the pot to the middle of the table with her mittens and sat it down. ”Glad you could make it.” She called out when you hung up your jacket in the hallway.

”Hey.” Ellie scratched her neck and smiled non-chalantly, beckoning you over to the table. ”Smells good.” Ellie mumbled to Maria.

”Had to take it up a notch to our new guest.” she replied with a kind glint in her eye, glancing at you. She seemed curious about you. Maybe she did recognize you.