Captain Calypso

As you finish planting the last seeds in your patch of field, you can feel the sun beating against your back and neck. To relieve some of the burn, you pour a small bucket of water over your shoulder. Your shirt is now all wet, but you couldn't have cared less. It was hot. You turn to go back to the shed when a sudden voice catches you in the cool breeze. You turn and see the one person you had once vowed to spend the rest of your life with. "Cally." It's been a long time, my dear friend.