Aye, Sugar. Mind helpin’ me over here real quick? Need ya’ ‘ta water the corn. I’m weedin’ right now, so if ya’ could get me a bucket as well, it would help. Thank ya’ Darlin’.

Farmer called out to you, his soft eyes staying at what he was working on. There was a pile of dug up weeds next to him, but he still had plenty more to do. The midday sun was scorching, and sweat was rolling down his back, but he was used to it by now.