A/N - Oh nooo, an author's note already? Yea. It's kinda needed kiddos. I must forewarn anyone who speaks Italian, I'm using a translator. Agh, I know sucky. I just wanted to add some depth to my story. If anyone who'd like to translate for me it would greatly be appreciated

Rain is Due

With her back hunched over, Savannah sighed as she stared at the dull computer screen. Dim with life, she moved the mouse just a hair to brighten it to Savannah's lifeless eyes. The flesh of her cheek squeezed between her milky white teeth, and the warm fingers of her left hand. Another boring sigh puffed out of the girl's lungs, finally sitting up straight, letting her raven hair fall from its original resting place.

Another five, fucking, hours. Savannah's voice rang through her own skull. Pressing her dark painted lips, and licking the stub of her piercing below them, Savannah glanced at the drawer to her right side.

Now what was it that grandpa said? Savannah's tired eyes closed as she remembered days that had long passed.

Ten years ago.

"Nonno! Nonno! Svegliati! Oggi voglio raccogliere i mirtilli! (Grandpa! Grandpa! Wake up! I want to pick the blueberries today!)" A little girl with the hair of the cloudy midnights of summer poked and rocked an older man. A smile peeked from the man's frosty beard, and sat up in his country bed. The sun hadn't even smiled to the farmland, and this Italian child already wanted to harvest what she sowed. With a deep and hefty sigh, the old man glanced at his granddaughter with the brightest of blue eyes. Catching whatever sun that came to them, the girl smiled with the same sky colored eyes. She was hopping around like a rabbit, before running out into the farm fields.

His face wrinkled with a smile, and after finding decent clothes to wear for the outdoors, the elder followed his grandchild into the fields. She already had a basket ready for the azure fruit. The elder however, found it difficult to keep up. Time was ticking ever so close to his demise on that day. Savannah reached for a blueberry when suddenly…

Thud.

Savannah's azure eyes blinked to life. Her straight raven hair flew around a little when she shook her head. It was still hard to remember the day her grandfather collapsed. The man was always silent about his personal life, so silent that no one knew he had a tumor in his brain. Not family. Not friends.

Savannah yanked the metal drawer open and began to rummage through her personal belongings. Finding what she longed to look for, she lifted a sealed envelope, tinged with age.

"And to my dearest granddaughter..." The old man's voice echoed through Savannah's head. These memories were starting to haunt her.

"I have a special gift for you, my fiore. (Flower)" Her grandfather gave a weak smile while lifting a pristine white letter, with a purple seal. The girl immediately took it, eager to open it. "No, no, fiore, you must wait. Be patient..." The elder's eyes closed, he was getting tired. Still the message had to get across.

"There will come a day when you're crushed by the burden of modern life..." A deep breath whistled through the man's lungs. "... And your bright spirit will fade before a growing emptiness." The corner of his mouth drew into a smile, pulling his white whiskers with it. "When that happens, my fiore, you'll be ready for this gift... Now... Let grandpa rest." Savannah could feel her grandfather's spirit grow heavy and weak as he spoke his final words. The family didn't cry much, nor weep. They knew about the tumor for about a month or so since the collapse. Savannah couldn't muster any more tears, instead her heart just sank into the pit of acid below. The young Savannah stared down at the sealed envelope. She had to keep her promise, and not open it until she was ready.

Her black nail chipped away at the wax of the seal. Inspecting closer, Savannah noticed the initials on the seal. Curved to an elegancy, Savannah traced her thumb on it. Her brow furrowed just slightly in confusion.

Now why does this have the seal of Catania? Savannah could vaguely remember much about Italy. She was just reaching eleven when her family moved to America. And now, here she is, in New York City at the head of Joja Corp. Shaking her head on the matter, Savannah popped the purple seal with her black polished thumbnail. The contaminants inside spilled onto the floor at her feet. Savannah sighed in frustration.

Damn, I'm a klutz today. Savannah squinted her eyes, noticing a few words on a yellow tinted paper. She hadn't pick the mess up yet. The ink was very faded, ten years hadn't been very kind to it. Two words popped out to her crystal eyes though, Meadowgrove Farm. Scrambling, Savannah scooped up the papers. In such a rush she spilled her coffee.

"Shit." Savannah hissed under her breath, as the warm liquid stained her pants. It will have to wait until later however. With her jaw clenched, her eyes darted from left to right as she read the letter before her.

My dearest fiore, if you're reading this, the time has come then. You are bored with the day's modern life has to offer. The same has happened to me many years ago. I lost the connection to real friends, and what the forest has to offer. I give you this, my dear - the deed to Meadowgrove Farm. May it serve you happiness, the way it did me.

PS: If Lewis is still alive, say hello to the old guy for me, will you?

In the blink of an eye, Savannah gathered her things from the drawer and ran out of Joja Corp. Booking her way home, not even bothering to call a taxi. Her feet never carried her so fast, or far, in her lifetime. Slamming her shoulders into the double glass doors to her studio apartment, Savannah ran up the flights of stairs.

No time for elevators! Have to talk to Alice! Savannah was out of breath when she reached her apartment door. Papers flew out of her hand, like leaves to the fall wind. They scattered and littered the floor like thin tiles. Snapping her laptop open, Savannah opened Skype, to tell someone special news. The atrocious Skype ringtone echoed through Savannah's apartment. Finally, a raven haired girl, and hazel eyes appeared upon her screen.

"Hey, sis!" Savannah said with a smile, and her hands moved in sign language. Alice didn't speak, and waved to her sister on the other side. Her hands began move in the silent language.

You're speaking English again. Almost hard to read your lips. A sly smile pulled to Alice's thin lips. Savannah chuckled, and rolled her blue eyes.

"And that's why I use sign language as well, Alice. Besides, English is a great language. Learn it." Savannah finished, only to tease her sister by simply wiggling her fingers. Alice stuck her tongue out, and flipped her sister off. They both laughed for a while before Savannah began to speak, as well as move her hands, too fast.

"Alice, Alice I have wonderful news! I'm coming back to Italy! Well sort of. Not exactly Catania. I'll be in Stardew Valley." Savannah was messing up on her sign language, making a very confused Alice. Having to bang on the desk to regain her sister's attention, Alice pouted.

Slow the fuck down. You get sloppy when you speak so fast. What's this I hear about you moving back to Italy? Alice glared at her sister, kind of skeptical about the situation. It was when Savannah brought the deed up to the camera to convince her sister, Alice clapped with joyful glee. Soon, confusion hit Alice again.

When do you arrive? Alice tilted her head in question. Savannah began to map out the next few days of events.

"Well, I have to first quit my job at Joja Corporation. Check. I ran out." Savannah gave a smirk, causing Alice to chuckle. "Then pack, buy the ticket so on and so forth..." Distancing herself in thought, Savannah was going through the events in her head.

Savannah? That's good and all, but when... Alice furrowed her brow when she noticed her sister wasn't paying attention. Once again, she hit her desk to make noise. Savannah snapped back to reality, glancing at her sister. "Oh.." The word quietly fell from her lips.

When do you arrive? Alice tapped her fingers impatiently, hoping to not lose her sister in that damnable train of thought of hers. Savannah took a deep breath, finalizing the answer.

"Two to three days, tops. But I won't be in Sicily, I remind you." Alice pouted at that news, but only to notify that it would be easier to visit no matter what. Stardew Valley was not a far away, but a good two to three hour drive. Depending on traffic.

Then why the hell are you on Skype for? Go pack! Alice's fingers quickly moved to signal Savannah. They both smiled before their goodbyes. Closing her laptop, Savannah began to get to work. It was going to be a long haul, as well as flight, all the way to Stardew Valley. One thing hasn't even hit Savannah yet, amongst the excitement to return. Was Savannah really ready and willing to drop everything she has, to move out across the world?