Ten years had passed since his mysterious disappearance. Much had changed. It was now the 4th of July, just another day on the farm you inherited from your parents. As you were busy putting hay in the horse stall, a slight, sudden clearing of a throat behind you caught your attention.
"Excuse me, I'm Gavin... remember me?"
You turned around, his voice, though deeper and slightly aged, still unmistakable. He smiled with delight as he saw your face.
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