Jill was walking down the street in the large city, stopping to pick up a newspaper from a stand and reading it before she decides to buy it. Flipping over to the Classified section, Jill was searching for a new job to replace her waitressing gig, which she was fired from the week before because she kept mixing up orders. The landlord of her apartment building gave her two weeks to find a new job but at the rate she was going, Jill would be evicted long before that.

Suddenly, Jill noticed a familiar name. Pete Rivers? She thought, Why is my father's name here, he's dead. She backtracked to find the start of the ad.

Looking for descendants of Pete Rivers to run family-owned farm. Forget-Me-Not Valley, Ask for Takakura.

Forget-Me-Not Valley, huh? Jill thought, This could be the break I was looking for! Pressing 10G for the paper into the stand owner's hand, Jill quickly strolled to her apartment and pulled out a small suitcase, stuffing in two pairs of clothes and some hair elastics as well as the sleeping bag she spent many nights on. Zipping up the suitcase, she picked up the small amount of money she had left, just enough for a one-way trip to the valley.

Dragging the suitcase down to the lobby, Jill encountered the landlord.

"Jill? You have a suitcase. Are you leaving?"

"Yes Mr. Birchmore, I'm leaving." She responded, pressing the unit key into his hand. "Don't worry about me."

Mr. Birchmore was slightly taken aback, "Well, uh, h-have a safe trip."

Standing outside the entrance of the farm, Jill noticed the abundance of weeds, small rocks, and branches over the entire field. Out of the corner of her eyes, Jill noticed a brown-haired man and blond-haired woman, both about her age, talking to an older black-haired man with thick eyebrows. Approaching the trio, she called out to them.

"Hey! Do you know where I can find Takakura?"

With her shout, both the brown-haired man and blond-haired woman jumped in surprise but the black-haired man just laughed.

"You found him!" He called back. Waiting until Jill jogged up the group, Takakura continued. "You must be Jill. This is Jack Rivers," pointing to the brown-haired man," your brother, and Claire Rivers," gesturing to the blond-haired woman your sister." This concept confused Jill.

"What do you mean, 'my brother and sister'? I'm an only child."

Takakura sighed deeply before pulling out a photograph. In it, three vaguely familiar children. "This is you three, and you were about two when I took this picture." He points to the three children in succession. "Jack, Claire, and you, Jill. Now with that issue resolved, let me show you around the farm." He pointed towards the maroon cabin behind him. "This is my house, and over there," directing their gazes towards a slightly larger house, "is yours. Behind that is a stable but it's empty at the moment."

As the group walked towards their own house, a small tan dog with a bandana as a collar ran up and jumped on Claire's chest, the impact knocking her on her back.

"Down, Greg! Down!" Jack shouted and the dog hopped off Claire. He offered his hand to her but Claire just shooed it away.

"I don't need your help." She huffed, while patting herself off. Opening the door, the trio entered the house. Takakura just stood outside the doorway.

"I'll let you three get acquainted better." Then he leaves.

The house felt even smaller on the inside, with a bookshelf across from the door and a clothes box beside a phone in the corner of the house. There was even a calendar in the corner of the house.

"Uh-oh," Jack exclaimed, "there's only one bed." Jill and Claire joined Jack's side at the bed.

"I have a sleeping bag," Jill stepped back from the bedside and brought out her suitcase.

Claire and Jack quickly glanced at each other, "You can have it," Jack offered. "I'll see if I can get something soft to sleep on from Takakura." As soon as Jack leaves, Claire changes into a pair of pajamas and hops onto the bed. Jill just took off her shoes and put her extra outfits into the clothes box, besides Claire's, and snuggling into her sleeping bag.

From outside the door, Jack softly called out, "Can I come in?"

"Yeah it's fine, come on in." Jill shouted back.

Jack opened the door and staggered in, carrying a blanket as well as several tools and some seeds. Dropping the tools in a corner, he spreads the blanket on the floor before lying down on it. "Good night!"

"Night!" Claire answered.

"Good night, both of you!" Jill responded.