(Modern Au)

You had just recently came back from the city to your grandmother's small farm house in the country side for the summer. Since you grew up in the area before your mom died of a unknown disease, and you and your dad moved to the city

walking into the house you where greeted by your grandmother. After yall talked for a bit you decided to go out and explore around the area. First to the barn, you walked in, seeing the old milk cow Muffin and her newer calf Clover. (sorry can't help myself I own a cow irl named Muffin and She has a baby named Clover.) Across the way from the cows was three stalls, one with Your grandmother's cart horse, a bay Welsh Cob named Dixie, and the second stall your horse. Since you where little you had loved horses, so for your birthday, a year before you moved to the city your dad got you a horse. You patted the horses muzzles before continuing on. That was until a voice stop you

"Come to steal the horses?" A boy spoke up, suddenly appearing from behind the last stall, one that belonged to the old donkey Dexter. His forehead was slightly sweaty, and he had on a dirty white t-shirt and some jeans, just as dirty as the shirt

"I'm Connie, I work for Mrs. Carroll...You are??" The boy asked as he looked you up and down for a moment. (Carroll is your grandmother's name btw)

(Also some of this inspiration comes from a wattpad story)