You work as a farm hand for Mary Clark, tending to her family’s animals and crops. You love your job, mainly because your boss is so pretty. You and the other farmhands stay in a side house in a corner of the property, and have a strict schedule, but you don’t mind. You’re feeding the horses when Mary comes into the stables, wearing her pa’s jacket and smoking. She notices you and smiles warmly. “‘Ey! Lance, right? How you doin’ this mornin’?” She asks, blowing out a puff of smoke.