Disclaimer- I don't own Harvest Moon, or are in any way affiliated with Natsume...or I would have fixed their many typos long ago.
Discarded. She was like every other fairy tale failure; the ugly step sister, the other woman, the roadblock between Cinderella and her Prince Charming. She was supposed to be Cinderella. She was the one that was supposed to fall in love and marry her Prince Charming. Instead, she had become the unwanted ex-girlfriend, the one that just wasn't working out.
When she was little, she used to dream about being a princess, swept off her feet by a handsome stranger. But this was not meant to be. She didn't belong here. This wasn't her place. Once again, she was alone.
Growing up, Jill was treated differently than all the other children. Try as she may, she could never keep a friend. It's not that she was mean or bossy, but that she was an outcast; a child born out of wedlock and raised by her single unwed mother. Any would-be friends were instantly whisked away and reprimanded by their parents that they were not to associate with this "dirty child." Nevertheless, Jill was content to play by herself.
By the time she was in middle school, Jill and her mother were constantly on the move.
She would stay at this school for a couple months, and then move to another. And so it went until she graduated high school. After high school, she managed to acquire a desk job working for an insurance company.
Not only was the job extremely boring and tedious, but she constantly had papers stacked on her desk, crammed right up the walls of her little cubby. Jill loathed it. She wanted to be outside where she could stretch her legs and breathe in the fresh air…but no, she was stuck in a rank little cubicle surrounded by endless masses of paper.
It was a Saturday like any other: check the mail, read the newspaper, get some fresh air, and kill some time before clocking in for the afternoon shift. The mailbox was unusually full, which was odd because nobody ever sent her anything. Little did she know, the contents of the mail would change her life forever.
It turned out that her grandfather had recently died and left her a small farm. Funny. This was the same grandfather that had scorned her in years past for what her mother had done. Whatever. This was an opportunity she couldn't afford to pass up. Trading a desk job for a second chance?
The thought was tempting. She took it.