To many people, the world was full of love and happiness, but that was not always the case. For some people, it was enforced, but for other people, it was a choice.

For Lucy Thomson, it was a mix of both worlds.

She lived on a farm in rural Nottingham alongside her mother and brothers. She was the eldest child, and her job on the farm was to manage the financial side of things, which she had done ever since her father had died.

Pre-Chapter.

"What's our financial situation like for today?" Agnes asked Lucy.
"Everything is very well, mother." Lucy replied. "Mr Carter left a message, saying that he is going to drop by later today, as he has a proposal which I think you might sit well with."
"Send a message to Mr Carter, and let him know that I will be more than happy to see him." Agnes ordered. "You must also head to the market, as I think we might be out of coffee again."
"On it." Lucy smiled.

Agnes (Lucy's mother) then walked out of the room, followed immediately by Lucy. They then parted ways, with Lucy heading out of the entrance with her purse in her hand. It was not a big purse, as she wasn't one for carrying large amounts of money around, but it was big enough for her to be able to put in enough money so that she could get what she wanted.

The market in question was just a short walk from the farm, so Lucy didn't need to get into her car. 20 minutes later, she arrived, and headed straight to the stall.

"What can I get for you?" The stall owner asked.
"I am out of coffee, and I need more." Lucy replied. "I need a few sacks worth, as the coffee needs to last for at least a month."

The stall owner picked up 3 medium-sized bags of coffee, and put them in front of Lucy.

"These will do." Lucy smiled. "How much do I have to pay?"
"That will be £5." The stall owner replied. "You might also want to take note of a special offer that I have got on, as some travellin' bastard stopped by just this morning, gave me some seeds that he said were to be given to a sexy bird who works at a farm."
"I am not open to offers, but thanks for letting me know." Lucy had no idea.
"You need to take them, as you work at a farm, and you're the precise kind of bird that this fucker was on about." The stall owner mentioned. "If you do not, the beans will lose their magic, and your 15x great-grandfather's legacy will have been all for nothing."
"Show me the beans, in that case." Lucy gave in.

The stall owner bent down, and picked up a small jar containing 10 beans. He then put them on the table in front of Lucy, and opened the lid.

"Here they are." The stall owner smiled.
"What do they do?" Lucy was confused.
"Nobody knows, for the last person to witness their magic, died many years ago." The stall owner replied.
"I guess I will have to find out myself, in that case." Lucy sighed.
"Plant them as soon as you return home, and then wait for them to sprout." The stall owner ordered. "The price for all of them is £1."

Lucy handed over £6, and sent a text to Agnes about the coffee. She then turned to face the way that she came, and walked back home.

Upon arriving back home, Lucy headed to her personal patch where she grew all sorts of flowers. She found a patch that was clear, and proceeded to plant the beans in that spot.

Little did she know, those beans were going to change her life.