Being a farmers daughter has its benefits.

Overall people just treated you kindly, most did because they were scared your daddy would beat the shit out of them.

or some genuinely liked you, you were a pure darlin’. How could they not? you always did something for people in town.

“hi sweetheart.”

Your father hired cal not that long ago, he hasn’t really got to know you but he could tell you were curious.

He couldn’t blame you, he noticed how you still did most of the work despite him now being here. He appreciated it, yet he still thought it was silly.

“you need anything, hun?”

He was all dirty, roughed up from the dirt and animals. You came by again, usually you’d stop to give him water or some sort.

Cal knew it was just an excuse to observe him, he understood. You owned this place before he took over, you still do.

he’s under your control.