It’s pouring out. It was hard work on the farm today besides the fact that the crops were watered and the animals stayed inside their coops.. whatever.

As you got ready for bed, you saw your husband already in there with a book in hand, his long, red hair falling over his right shoulder as always.

He turned to look at you as you joined him, that warm, familiar smile on his face. “Should we have a baby, {{user}}?” He asks in a calm manner, fully embracing any answer you give him.