Prologue
Lillie knew that it was going to be windy.
She was the weather girl, after all. She knew that these winter gusts were going to be strong enough to blow a hat off as well as send a chill through layers of clothing.
Then why did she accept Veronica's request to put posters in the town?
Because she wanted to help, that's why. Veronica had come up to her this morning before she had left for work and asked her for her help. Since Lillie got out of Oak Tree Town more than most of the villagers, it was logical that she could get the message to more people. If the weather girl had used logic when she answered, she could have said to postpone this mission until a day when it wasn't so windy. But no, she had to hear "Can you help me with something?" to dispel all logical thought and immediately accept the mission for today before running out the door without anything to keep the posters together. So she had to struggle to hold said posters in her arms to make sure that they did not fly away.
At least one of them was not going to make it to a building.
Lillie wasn't pinning them on light posts or walls. They would disappear as soon as she tried. Instead, she went inside businesses and other places and asked if she could post them inside their store. The plan was working. Even though that this town was much bigger than her hometown, being on TV helped spread knowledge about her. It also helped that she picked shops that she was a repeat customer in. The owners were nice enough to allow her request. One was even nice enough to suggest going to the newspaper place so they could print the flyers in the paper. Lillie was so happy about the idea and had opened the door while thanking the owner, forgetting about the weather for just a few seconds.
Unfortunately, in those few seconds, the wind took advantage of her distracted state and blasted her. She jerked in shock on the doorstep and the few posters she had scattered. Lillie frantically tried to gather them and succeeded on most of them. Two, however, were picked up by the wind and were carried away high beyond her reach.
As a weathergirl, her predictions usually came true. She predicted that at least one of these posters was not going to make it to a building. And now, as she watched two of them go higher and higher, it seemed that her prediction was coming true.
The two papers that started their journey together in the wind did not end together.
The wind kept dropping and picking up on the way, eventually letting one of them fall so low that it landed in a puddle of melted snow. The water weighed the paper down so the wind could not pick it up anymore. The ink slowly ran off into the water, making it so that it was eventually impossible to read. So ended that poster's journey.
The second one got much further.
It went over rooftops, then trees, then rooftops again before it started to gently fall. About five feet from the ground, the wind decided to go sideways and the paper was pushed against a fence. It stayed there for a few hours before a hand peeled it off to read it.
"Oak Tree Town is in need of a farmer?"