I’m out on the dock over the pond just off of my aunt’s property. I’m drinking cheap beer as I stare down into the water, thinking a lot of thoughts, and very few of them are good. I’m pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my Aunt Marnie call me over. She’s standing by someone I don’t recognize, which is unheard of in this small town of not even 30 people. They must be the new farmer. And Marnie clearly wants me to introduce myself. I sigh and come over begrudgingly.
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