Harvest Moon
My Friends of Mineral Town
Part II
Chapter VI: A Starry Night New Year
Journal Entry: November 24, Thanksgiving
I've entered my first holiday season in Mineral Town. It's been a whirlwind eight months. I came here unsure of even being able to play farmer full time. I thought ol' Robert was crazy willing this place to me. But, the more I bumbled my way through the spring growing season, I started to realize I enjoyed the hard work and connecting with nature.
My summer growing was a little too chaotic. I learned what not to do as far as planting crops. I almost drowned in pineapples. I was just lucky I found great help in Cliff. He was a little quiet at first. But, after we got to know eachother, we became fast friends. Today, I consider him my best friend. We try to get together as much as we can. However, with my ranch work these days, and his job at the vineyard, we don't get to hang out that much.
My fall season here has been chaotic. I planted a lot less crops this season since I wasn't hurting for money after my pineapples. The worst thing was when I tried busting up the rocks on my property. I didn't pay attention to my footing and ended up cracking my head open in a nasty fall. I didn't know how bad my fall was until I woke up two days later. I had a severe concussion. I was lucky I didn't crack my skull open. Unfortunately, I'm still suffering from headaches. The only one who knows I'm still getting them is Elli. She tells me that I'll heal in time. I have to believe she's right. Fortunately, I'm able to work full time again.
The biggest thing to happen in my life here has been meeting Popuri. She was the girl I met here as a boy. She was a bit flighty when we met as adults. Heck, she still is. I thought she was a sweetheart though. Once we remembered our shared past, we became fast friends. I can't quite pinpoint when it happened, but we ended up falling in love with eachother. Our relationship has grown very strong, very fast. I was even asked by Mom once if we were going too fast. I told her I've never felt more sure about something in my life than going with Popuri at whatever speed we chose.
I learned how much she loved me when I woke up from my coma and saw her face. I'd never seen such pain in a womans face before. Knowing those tears were for me, made me realize beyond any shadow of a doubt, this was woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
A month ago, we watched the Harvest Moon, which is considered one of the most romantic nights here. I chose that night to ask her to marry me. To my delight, she said yes. Ever since then, I've seen a change in Popuri and myself. When we are together, we practically crave eachother's touch. To the point we'll spend hours on my couch with her in my lap. We'll also engage in some pretty passion filled make out sessions. But, we are still holding on to our promise, we will not make love to eachother until after we're married. Maybe old fashioned these days, but we both feel strongly about it.
Today is Thanksgiving. Back home I celebrated it with my family. Large party with lots of food and music. I had asked Karen how it's celebrated here. She told me it was usually a day a woman gives a man she likes chocolates. Sounds more like Valentines than Thanksgiving. Regardless, I intend to celebrate Thanksgiving my way. I'm making up some food, gettting out a couple bottles of champagne Mom sent me, and inviting Karen, Ann, Cliff, and Popuri over for a party. I can't wait until they arrive.
Jack closed his journal and slipped it in his desk drawer. He sighed and looked out the window. It was a gloomy, cold day. It had been raining a lot lately. With nothing growing except grass, Jack has taken to caring for his dozen chickens and his two cows. They've grown enough now that they are producing milk now. He was pleased with that because now he can help Yodel ranch supply milk to the town. The egg production on his farm has helped Lillia's Poultry Farm keep up with Mineral Town's egg needs. It doesn't pay huge, but it's been enough to keep his farm in the black.
With the lighter work load, Jack has also spent some time digging in the mine by the Goddess Spring. He found a lot of junky iron ore, not really worth anything. He found some copper and silver too. He made a little money off of it. He was fortunate to find some gold as well. He kept it. He was told you can find some minerals and crystals in the island mine on the other side of Mother's Hill. Unfortunately, you can only reach it when the lake freezes over. Jack hoped to get a couple diamonds out of there. He wanted to have an engagement ring for Popuri to wear. he also wanted to make a wedding ring set for them to exchange their vows with. He wants to suprise Popuri with the perfect set.
Jack went into his kitchen to check the food. He was making a roasted turkey with root vegetables, his favorite Thanksgiving Day food back home. He wondered if they ate much turkey here since he never sees it in Doug's or at the market. So he ordered one and had it shipped to him. After he checked the bird, he went to a nearby closet and removed two bottles of champagne and a couple bottles of white wine. He put them on ice and checked the time. It was eleven o'clock. Karen said they would be here by one.
Jack walked around his farm to kill time. He eventually ended up at the rock pile at the far edge of his property. He looked at it and was flooded with images of what happened a month ago.
"You're not planning on playing with rocks again are you?"
Jack looked up to see Rick standing at the fence.
"Hey ya Rick," Jack said. "No. I think I'll play with rocks another day."
"Good," Rick laughed. "I don't particularly feel like lugging you to the clinic again. Let's face it Jack, you ain't light."
"Gee Rick," Jack laughed. "Thanks. I hadn't noticed."
"Shut up," Rick said, rolling his eyes. "So anyway, I hear that you're throwing some kind of party today?"
"Yeah," Jack replied. "Back home my family threw a party on Thanksgiving. We'd eat, drink, dance, or whatever else. I figured I'd continue my family tradition here. I told Popuri and she insisted that Karen and Ann be able to come."
"And of course," Rick said. "You couldn't say no to my sister. She's got ya wrapped around her little finger Jack."
"Hey, I don't mind Karen and Ann being there. Besides, with Ann there, comes Cliff. So, at least I won't be the only guy there."
"Well, good luck with them Jack. You'll need it."
Jack rolled his eyes as Rick walked away. He didn't understand what Karen saw in him. The guy was a bit of a jackass in Jack's mind. He put up with him since Rick did save his life. He didn't consider Rick a close friend though. Unfortunately, he'll have to put up with him. Afterall, he was marrying Rick's sister.
Jack started walking again. He checked in on Nitro, who was nice and warm in his stable. He then checked on his cows. They had fresh fodder and clean water. He made sure the heat was just right for them. After leaving the barn, Jack stopped at his tool shack, which up until two months ago, had been his house. he just didn't have the heart to tear down Robert's old house.
Before Jack knew it, a pair of women's arms wrapped around his waist from behind.
"Hey there Jackie," Popuri said in a quiet voice.
Jack smiled and put his hands on hers. He didn't turn around.
"Hey baby," he replied. "You're early."
She giggled. "I know. I just wanted to see you."
Popuri had visited Jack every day or every other day ever since they got engaged.
He chuckled. "You always want to see me."
She let go of him and he turned to face her.
"Is that a bad thing Jack?" she asked with an upset look on her face.
He sighed. "Don't get upset Popuri. You know I love being around you."
She grinned. "You're an easy target Jackie." She started laughing. "I act upset and you fold."
"Not funny Popuri," he glared at her. "you need to be punished for this."
He grinned as he started moving toward her. She backed away from him.
"Don't you dare Jack."
He quickly grabbed her and started tickling her. She started laughing and squirming. She cursed the day that he learned she was ticklish.
"You give up?" Jack asked as he continued.
"Hahahaha..." she was getting weak from laughing so hard.
Before she could fall to the wet ground, Jack stopped tickling her and caught her. he held her while she calmed down.
"I think that's enough punishment for now," Jack grinned.
"Meanie," she looked at him through half closed eyes.
"Yeah," he said as he helped her steady herself. "But you love me anyway."
"Still trying to figure out why," she said with a giggle.
They both laughed as they made their way into Jack's house.
"Wow," Popuri said. "Whatever's cooking smells wonderful."
He took his coat off and hung it on the coat rack.
"I hope you like roast turkey," he said as he helped her with her coat.
"We don't get much turkey here," she replied. "I don't know why we don't get it here though."
"Maybe I should look into fixing that in the future," Jack walked into the living room.
"Maybe," Popuri said as she followed him. "Might be interesting to raise our own turkeys on this island."
Jack sat down in his chair while Popuri sat on the couch. Jack glanced at her and caught her looking around the room. It wasn't the first time he caught her.
"Whatcha lookin at Popuri?" he smiled at her as he rested his head against the chair cushion.
She shook her head. "Just looking around the room."
"Imagining what it's going to be like living here?"
She blushed and looked down. She then nodded slightly. He laughed softly.
"I think your stuff will fit in here just fine."
"Cut it out Jack," she snapped.
"Alright alright," Jack replied, holding up his hands in defeat.
She sighed. No matter what he said, she could never stay mad at him.
They sat in the quiet room for a couple minutes before Jack turned on the radio. Popuri gasped softly when the song they danced to on their first date started playing. While they listened, she reached out and grasped his hand. He looked at her and smiled while he squeezed her hand. They both realized they were both thinking about that night last summer. It was the night he first told her that he loved her.
It was a little after one when there was a loud knock at the door. Jack quickly answered it, allowing Karen, Ann, and Cliff in. Karen was first to enter the living room.
"Hey Popuri," Karen said with a big smile. "Shoulda known you'd get here early."
"Hi Karen," Popuri answered. "Yeah. I decided to come early."
"Thanks Jack," Ann asid from the kitchen. "Thanks for inviting us today. Thanksgiving can be so dull around here."
"Yeah," Karen agreed. "Unless you got a boyfriend. Right Ann?"
Ann nodded. "Yeah. Cliff enjoyed the chocolate cake I made at breakfast."
"Oh?" Karen gave Cliff a grin. "Gettin sweets from your sweet huh."
Cliff laughed and waved her off. "Did you make any chocolates for Rick, Karen?"
Karen shook her head. "For one thing, I don't cook. Two, that bonehead doesn't see me that way."
"Sorry Karen," Cliff said. "I didn't mean to upset you."
No biggie," she replied. "It's his loss. Besides, he wouldn't know what to do with all this." She gestured to her body as she spoke.
They all laughed. Karen then looked at Popuri, who was still sitting on the couch.
"What about you girlfriend?" she asked. "Have you given loverboy any chocolates today?"
"No," Popuri shook her head. "I didn't get a chance to make any."
Aww," Ann said as she sat in the other recliner. "that's too bad."
"Well," Karen sat at the opposite end of the couch from Popuri. "I imagine Jack will get a sweet treat later anyway."
"KAREN!" Popuri exclaimed, her face beet red. "That's not even funny."
Jack and Cliff stood in the kitchen and watched the girl's exchange. They glanced at eachother and gave a sigh. they hated girl talk.
"Sorry," Karen held up her hands. "I take it back."
Jack grabbed a chilled bottle of wine and a couple glasses. cliff grabbed a couple more so everyone could have some wine.
"Okay ladies," Jack said as he sat in his chair. "Let's have a drink to get this party started."
He and Cliff handed out the classes and Jack poured the wine.
"What do we drink to?" Karen asked.
"Well," Jack replied. "Back home, we always toasted to family. It was a simple, yet important thing to drink to."
"Sounds good to me," Karen said.
"Works for me too," Ann said.
Popuri held up her glass. "To family."
"To family," everyone else said together, holding up their glasses.
They all drank the wine in their glasses. Jack saw the disgusted look on Popuri's face. He knew she hated alcohol. She only had some at parties. And even then, it was usually a single glass.
Jack took Popuri's glass and his own and took them to the sink. Meanwhile, Ann, Cliff, and Karen worked to finish off the bottle. While in the kitchen, Jack grabbed a couple small bottles of sparkling cider his mom sent him as a get well gift. They were single serving bottles, his favorite childhood drink.
He opened the bottles and returned to the living room.
"Here," he said, handing a bottle to Popuri. "I know how much you hate booze."
"Thanks Jack," she replied, taking the bottle. "You're the best."
"Don't mention it," he grinned as he sat back down.
They spent the next couple of hours talking, telling stories and jokes, and just having fun. While Jack and Popuri drank water or juice, the other three drank wine. Fortunately, Ann and Cliff were light drinkers. Unfortunately, Karen was a heck of a drinker, though Jack drew a line on how much wine he would allow to be drunk
By four o'clock, their party moved to the table for the dinner that Jack prepared. It pleased Jack a lot that everyone absolutely loved his cooking. Ann and Karen even told him he needs to enter the cooking competition next spring. He'd have to think about that for a little while. After dinner, Ann opened the box she brought, revealing a chocolate cake for dessert.
"Hey Popuri," Karen said. "I was wondering something."
"What is it?" Popuri replied, looking at Karen.
"As long as you and Jack have been together," Karen grinned. "Have you ever let him touch your body?"
Ann, Jack, and Cliff practically choked on the cake they were eating.
"Sure," Popuri replied. "I let him touch my hands, arms, and face. It's no big deal."
"Not exactly what I meant," Karen sighed.
Popuri cocked her head in confusion.
"I meant," Karen continued. "Haven't you let him touch other parts of your body. You know, maybe your thighs, or your breasts, or even your..."
Popuri turned beet red when she finally got what Karen was getting at. Jack, meanwhile, was hiding his face in embarrassment.
"I..." Popuri tried to speak, but couldn't.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about Popuri," Karen continued. "You two are engaged. So, being intimate isn't a big deal."
"Karen," Jack spoke up and shook his head. "Our private life is none of your business."
Karen nodded. "Right. I'll drop it." She looked at Popuri. "Sorry Popuri."
Popuri nodded slowly, still in shock from Karen's questioning.
"Well," Ann spoke up. "That was a little awkward."
Cliff nodded in agreement. They finished up dessert and started cleaning up. Karen and Ann volunteered to do the dishes. When Jack protested, they informed him that this was their way of saying thank you for the meal he cooked for them.
Cliff stepped outside for some fresh air while Jack and Popuri sat in the living room. She was pretty quiet and looking down at her hands.
"You okay baby?" Jack whispered.
She looked at him and nodded. He sighed and got up from his chair and sat next to her. She glanced at him and smiled.
"I know something's up," he whispered in her ear. "You want to talk?"
"Not right now," she whispered back.
" they leave?"
She nodded. He held her hand and gently squeezed it. She smiled and squeezed back.
It was just after seven when Karen, Ann, and Cliff decided it was time to head home. They all had work in the morning. Everyone was gathered on the front porch.
"Well Jack," Karen said with a grin. "Thanks for having us over today."
Jack nodded. "Thanks for coming. It was a lot of fun."
"Yeah," Ann said. "It was. We gotta do this again."
"Agreed," Cliff said.
"One thing before you guys leave," Jack said.
He went back inside for a minute. When he returned he had three bottles of champagne. Their eyes lit up when they saw what he had.
"These," Jack said giving each of them a bottle. "Are for you guys."
"Wow," Cliff said taking the bottle. "Thanks man."
Jack and Cliff shook hands. Karen and Ann each gave Jack a hug.
"Anyone ever tell you," Karen said with a grin. "That you're a good man?"
"I've been told that," Jack said, looking at Popuri, who smiled at him.
"Well," Ann said. "It's time to get going."
"Right," Karen said. She then looked at Jack. "Sorry about embarrassing you earlier Jack." She then looked at Popuri. "You too Popuri. I'm sorry."
Popuri smiled. "You're forgiven Karen."
Jack nodded. "Yeah Karen. Forgiven."
"Thanks you two," Karen said with a smile.
Jack and Popuri watched their friends leave before heading back in the house. Popuri hopped up and sat on the counter.
"That was a fun afternoon," she smiled brightly.
"It was," Jack agreed as he got a glass of water. "We gotta do this again."
Her smiled then disappeared. He noticed and got concerned.
"What's wrong baby?" He put his hands on her shoulders. "You've seemed distracted since dinner."
"It's what Karen said," she said, putting her hands on top of his. "How I've never let you see or touch more of me."
"I'm not worried about that Popuri," he said in a soothing voice.
She looked in his eye and smiled. "I want you to know all of me Jackie. I've shown you my heart."
"I'll be honest Popuri," he smiled back. "I do want to see and touch you, but I don't want you to feel pressured. Besides, I thought it would make our wedding night even more special."
She giggled. "You're such a gentleman Jack. I'm a lucky woman."
He leaned in and gave her a deep kiss. She threw her arms around his neck.
"I love you baby," Jack whispered to her.
"I love you too Jackie," she whispered back. "Happy Thanksgiving."
Journal Entry: December 15, Last week of Fall
It may be the last few days of Fall here, but theres already been a couple days of decent snow fall. Three or four inches of snow have already fallen since yesterday. Needless to say, there's not a lot of activity in town right now.
"We're only ten days away from Starry Night Festival and Popuri couldn't wait to invite me. I'm looking forward to it. Though I can't say I'm looking forward to dealing with Rick. I put up with him for Lillia's sake. Even though I still owe him my life. I just wish he'd quit being such a jackass sometimes. If he did I bet he and Karen would be getting along better.
In the next few days, if the cold weather continues, I hope I'll be able to finally access the mineral mine so I can finally try to get a couple diamonds. I want my bride-to-be to have a proper wedding ring. I want to make it for her myself.
There is one thing about our relationship that has become challenging is how much both of us want a more physical relationship. But, as much as we want to go that next step, I think it'll make our wedding night that much more special.
Jack walked out of his bedroom into his dark living room. He looked at the clock which read 5:15am. He sighed. With no crop growing, he just doesn't know what to do with himself. He decided to get dressed and head outside.
After putting his coat,hat, and gloves on, he went out into the falling snow. He remembered how it snowed at home. He took a deep breath and walked out to his field. He used a lot of this time alone to think.
From the middle of his field, it was usually pitch black, but Jack could've sworn he saw a blue-green light coming from the spring south of the farm. With curiousity getting the better of him, Jack went to his tool shed and grabbed a flashlight. He then went out the south gate of his farm, heading toward the light.
A few minutes later, he arrived at the Goddess Spring. The strange light was coming from the water. The light level reminded Jack of a swimming pool at night. He stepped up to the spring and tapped the water's surface, creating ripples.
"Harvest Goddess," Jack called out.
"Hello Jack," he heard her voice echo through the area. "What brings you here at such an early hour?"
"I saw the light," Jack replied. "And I decided to investigate."
In a flash of light, the Harvest Goddess stood before Jack once again.
"You continue to impress me Jack. So few ever see the light from here this time of year."
"What do you mean?" Jack asked. "This time of year?"
"The light, my dear Jack, is an invitation to those who can see it. Today is the last day before my children sleep for the winter."
"Your children?" Jack was confused.
At that moment, seven of the smallest people Jack had ever seen, appeared around him. They all looked virtually identical. Greenish blond hair, long pointed ears. They were all only about a fot and a half tall. The only difference between them were they each wore a different color outfit.
"Jack," Harvest Goddess said. "I'd like you to meet my Harvest Sprites. They, like myself, are the essence of nature here on the island."
The sprites surrounded Jack and looked up at him quizzically. Jack looked down at them and grinned.
"Hello there," Jack said.
Several of the sprites moved away from him. The only one who stayed put was the one dressed in purple. He kept staring at Jack.
"Well," Harvest Goddess said. "I see you're living up to your name, Bold. Say hi to Jack."
The sprite she called Bold looked at the goddess, then back at Jack. He then grinned and waved. He said something in a language Jack never heard.
Jack knelt down and held out a hand to Bold. "Hello Bold. I'm Jack."
Bold held his hand out to Jack. "I am Bold," he said in a high pitched voice.
Jack took Bold's hand and shook it, which confused the sprite.
"Forgive them Jack," the Goddess said. "They have had little interaction with humans."
"Why's that?" Jack asked. "They seem like they'd get along fine with the people here."
"You see," she continued. "Humans can't see them."
Jack was confused. "If humans can't see them, then how come I can?"
"You, my young friend, are one of the special few who can see us. Those who are truly pure of heart can see the spirit folk."
"So," Jack said. "I'm the only one here who can see you or the sprites?"
"No," she answered. "There is one other who is pure like you."
"Who?" Jack wondered who else in Mineral town could see them.
The Harvest Goddess laughed softly. "You know the person well Jack. Though the other hasn't talked to us in long time."
"Who is it?" Jack asked again.
"She, Young Jack, is your bride-to-be, Popuri."
"Really?" Jack wished he were more suprised than he was.
"When she was a child, she loved to play with the sprites."
The red sprite walked up to Jack and waved.
"Chef here," Harvest Goddess pointed at the red sprite. "Was Popuri's best friend among the sprites."
Jack shook chef's hand. "Why did she stop visiting you?"
"A few years ago," Harvest Goddess said. "She was convinced by her brother to stop playing with imaginary friends. You see Jack, she was teased by every child on the island because she claimed to see the Harvest Sprites."
Jack felt bad. He knew how it felt to be picked on as a kid. But, in a big city, there were other kids to hang with so it was easy to avoid the tormentors. But here, there was no escape.
"That's awful," Jack said. "But everyone seems to get along so well."
"Everyone grows up Jack," she said. "And the children here were no exception. But Popuri never stopped believing. To this day, she can see us."
Jack stood and looked at the goddess. "Perhaps one day, I can bring her here to visit some old friends."
All the sprites cheered when he said that. The Harvest Goddess laughed.
"I think my sprites would like that. But, it will have to wait until spring. The time has come for my sprites to sleep for the winter time."
"So," Jack looked at the sprites. "How is it I never saw any of them the whole time I've been here?"
"Because," Harvest Goddess answered. "They weren't ready to let you see them."
"Why now though?"
"I felt you were ready to meet them Jack," she replied. "The work you've done on your farm has given all of us new strength. As a thank you, I want you to join our End of Season Tea Party."
Jack was suprised to say the least. "I'm honored Harvest Goddess."
She smiled and the sprites cheered. Jack would spend the remainder of the morning with the Harvest Goddess and Harvest Sprites. They told him stories of life on the island, the friendships they'd had with past villagers. Jack learned that they had lived here long before Mineral Town ever existed.
Chef told Jack about their playtime with Popuri as well. The way he described her, Jack realized she hasn't really changed. Her carefree and somewhat naive attitude. He worried if he would've teased her too as a child. He had to shake his head. No, he wouldn't. He believes he would've found her endearing if they'd met in high school.
Around one in the afternoon, the tea party was at it's end. The sprites presented Jack with a tin of their own tea. They called it relaxation tea. He'd had some during the party and had to admit, it was pretty darn good.
"Here Jack," Chef, in his high pitch voice said. "give this to Popuri. She'll know it."
He handed Jack a golden leaf pin. It looked to jack like just a piece of children's costume jewelry.
"I'll do that," Jack said, putting the pin in his pocket. He then gave Chef a high five.
He then looked at the Harvest Goddess.
"So, this is goodbye until spring huh."
"Yes Jack," she replied. "This is the way it has always been for us. We are eternally bound to the cycle of nature. In winter, she sleeps. And so do we."
Jack nodded. "Thanks for everything. I'm not sure I would've made it this far without your guidance."
"It has been my pleasure Jack," she replied with a smile. When spring comes, visit my spring. Perhaps I can aid you yet again."
"Jack," Chef spoke up. jack looked at him. "Next spring, visit us too. We live behind the church. Perhaps we can aid you too."
Jack nodded. "Thank you. All of you. I'm honored to know you."
"We are honored ourselves," Harvest Goddess said. "Anytime we can make a human friend is an honor. Until spring awakens us, be well Jack. May the gods bless you and all your loved ones. Be well."
Jack watched as the Harvest Goddess and Harvest Sprites faded, leaving Jack alone at the spring. He took a few minutes to process what had happened today. This had been the longest time he'd ever talked to the Harvest Goddess. He found her to be a pretty fun person to talk to. The sprites also were fun characters as well. He actually couldn't wait to see them all again.
December 24
Dear Diary,
I can't believe it's Starry Night day. How the time has flown. But, unlike last year, I've invited someone very special to me. I'd heard stories from Mama about her inviting Dad on Starry Night. She'd said she was so nervous.
I know how she feels. Even though Jack and I have done get togethers like this many times before, this time is different. I'm asking Jack to have dinner with me and my family. I know Mama likes Jack. But he and Rick still don't seem to care for eachother. I'm at my wits end with that situation. I know Jack has tried as much as he can with Rick, but it doesn't seem to be enough. I'm not even sure what Rick has against Jack.
Mama asked me yesterday what Jack likes to eat. Best I could tell her was he seems to like roasted meats of all kinds. Jack was never really picky which meat he ate. He sure eats a lot of meat too. I guess I'll need to learn a lot of meat recipes. I can only hope myy cooking will be good enough for him.
I've been helping Mama with dinner so it's been a busy day already. I told Jackie to be here by five this evening. He said he'd bring the wine. I don't know where he gets it, but he always has a collection of really nice wine and champagne collection.
He also told me he had something for me. Everytime he says he has something for me when we have special get togethers, he always manages to leave me in tears. And always they're tears of joy.
I'm not sure how, but the Harvest Goddess has blessed me with the absolute perfect man.
Popuri put her diary away and went downstairs. I was almost five and she needed to get back to work in the kitchen. Her and her mom settled on a roast beef with mashed potatoes, corn, and salad. Her mom also helped her make an apple pie for dessert. She only hoped Jack liked everything, since her mom helped her this year. She was head chef. Her mom had told her how extra special this will be for Jack. She was so glad her mom liked Jack.
When there was a knock at the door, Popuri's heart fluttered and she gasped. He was here. She looked at the door as Rick answered it.
"Good evening Jack," Rick said with a smile.
"Hello Rick," Jack replied. "Thanks for having me tonight."
Jack was dressed in a pair of black slacks, black dress shoes, and a dark blue silk shirt. He, of course, wore his blue winter coat. He was holding a bottle of red wine.
"Come in," Rick said, stepping aside.
"Thank you," Jack said as he entered.
"Hello Jack," Lillia greeted him with a smile. "I'm glad to have you with us tonight."
"I'm honored to be here Lillia," he smiled back. He handed her the bottle. "This is for you."
"Thank you very much Jack," she replied. She bowed slightly after she took the bottle.
Popuri stepped toward Jack.
"Hey Jack," she said in a loving voice.
He smiled and walked over to her. He pulled her into a loving hug, which she eagerly returned.
"Hey baby," he whispered just loud enough for her to hear.
"Thank you for inviting me," he said as he let her go and smiled.
"Thanks for coming," she said with a blush.
Rick took Jack over to the couch while Lillia and Popuri put the finishing touches on the night's meal. Popuri started putting the food on serving platters and bowls while Lillia set the table.
After everything was ready, the four of them gathered at the table. After giving thanks to the Harvest Goddess, they dished up their plates and their meal began.
"Jack?" Lillia said.
"Hmm?" Jack looked at Lillia, unable to answer since he had his mouth full.
"May I ask a question?"
"Of course Lillia," Jack said after swallowing.
"I was just curious," she smiled. "Why did you ask my daughter to marry you?"
If he had anything in his mouth, it'd be on the other side of the room. he waas not expecting that.
"Ma'am?" Jack asked, his face red. "Why do you ask?"
"Mama?" Popuri was equally confused about the question.
"I want to know your reason Jack," Lillia answered.
"Well," Jack started. "Because I love her. Is that all you wanted?"
"Not exactly," Lillia laughed softly. "Let's try this, what made you fall for her?"
"I see," Jack calmed himself, or at least tried to. "Well, you know we met as kids."
Lillia nodded. Jack then continued.
"Well, when I came here to take the old farm, I met Popuri again when I intercepted a run away chicken."
"I remember that," Popuri giggled.
"She seemed familiar to me then," he looked at Popuri. "But I couldn't quite place it. It clicked when she showed me the picture of us as kids. You see, Robert kept a copy of the picture in his photo album. I found the album my first night."
"So," Rick said. "You'd forgotten her?"
"Yeah," Jack nodded. "I was five for crying out loud. Anyway, I made her aware of who I was. After that, as you may recall, we became fast friends."
"I do remember her being excited," Lillia said. "She had told me her lost friend was back. I thought it was cute." She looked at her daughter. "You were like a giddy little girl again."
"Mom," Popuri blushed.
"I have to admit," Jack continued. "Even then I had a bit of a crush on her, but I was more intent on my work. I'd considered her just another friend. I think it was late spring when I started realizing I felt something."
"Something?" Rick asked.
"Yeah," Jack nodded. "Like I was being drawn to her. It was early summer by the time I truly admitted it to myself. It was Rick and Karen who convinced me to really talk to her. That was at the Fireworks Festival."
"I remember that," Rick said.
"So do I," Popuri said. "You told me you felt something between us."
"Right," Jack nodded. "I wanted to find out what was there. We kept hanging out which we ended up flirting with eachother a lot. A couple weeks after the fireworks, I had realized, I had fallen, and fallen hard for her."
Lillia smiled. "That's what lead to your first date."
"Yeah," Jack said. "I won't go into the details of our date. After that, I worked hard to make her happy. After all, she shared my feelings."
He took her hand in his. She squeezed his hand.
"I honestly," Popuri said. "Had never felt closer to anyone in my life."
"You asked me why I asked her to marry me?" Jack sighed. "That happened after I woke up in the hospital after my accident. I saw her face. I made her cry. It tore my heart out. It also made me fall even deeper in love with her. It may sound strange that something bad can do that."
"No," Lillia said. "It doesn't sound strange at all. Sometimes, a tragedy can connect two people's hearts in unique ways."
"I had never been more scared in my life," Popuri said, squeezing Jack's hand again. She looked at him. "After that, I didn't want to be apart from you."
"Same here," he said back. He then continued. "I knew after that that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this woman. I am devoted to making her the happiest woman in the world."
They were just finishing up dessert when he finished his story.
"Thank you Jack," Lillia said.
"For what?" Jack asked.
"I've never seen Popuri so happy in her life," Lillia continued. "She's also matured a great deal. You've made her a better person Jack."
"Mama," Popuri smiled and let a tear fall.
"Popuri," Lilla continued. "You asked for my blessing when you two got engaged."
Popuri nodded.
"I couldn't give you my blessing until I knew Jack's intentions." Lillia smiled and touched Popuri's shoulder. "You have my blessing my dearest. Let him make you happy."
"Oh Mama," Popuri started crying. She got up and hugged her mom. "Thank you."
Jack helped Rick clear the table. They all then gathered in the living room. They were all sipping glassed of wine. Popuri and Jack sat next to eachother while Lillia and Rick sat on chairs.
"Popuri?" Jack whispered.
"Yeah?" Popuri looked at him.
"I'm glad I came tonight."
"So am I," she smiled and laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
He held her left hand in his right. he slipped his hand into his left pocket and pulled out a ring box. Lillia saw this and smiled. Jack opened it. Inside was a gold ring designed to look like a pair of bird wings with a single diamond in the center. He took the ring out of the box, and slipped it on her ring finger. The cold of the metal made her open her eyes.
"Jack," she said. "What are you...?" She then gasped when she saw the ring. "Jack..." She looked up at his face. She felt a tear roll down her cheek.
"I wanted you to have an engagement ring," he said in a low, gentle voice.
She didn't say anything. She reached up and put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him into a deep kiss. She couldn't form words at the moment.
Lillia had watched this and was moved. This man was perfect for her daughter. He had a heart of gold in her eyes.
Popuri and Jack finally seperated for air. She then looked at the ring and ran her right index finger over it. She absolutely loved it.
"Well," Lillia said as she stood. "It's time for me to retire for the night."
Jack looked at the clock. He was suprised that it was almost ten o'clock. He stood as well.
"I better get going myself," he said.
Popuri stood next. "I'll see you out."
"Don't stay outside too long dear," Lillia said to Popuri. "You don't want to catch cold."
"Yes Mama," Popuri replied as she got her shoes and coat on.
"Thank you again for having me," Jack said to Lillia as he put his coat on.
"You are very welcome Jack," Lillia replied with a smile.
Rick just huffed and went upstairs.
"What is with him?" Popuri said in an irritated voice.
"I think I know," Lillia said. "Jack is a lot like your father."
"Like Dad?" Popuri cocked her head.
Lillia nodded. "Your father was the kindest man I ever knew." She looked at Jack. "Just like you. Rick seems to think Jack will leave you dear."
"What?" Popuri was shocked.
"I'll never leave her," Jack said.
"I know Jack," Lillia replied. "Rick will come around to that in his own time. Well, you have a good night Jack."
"You too ma'am," Jack bowed to Lillia, who waved before going upstairs.
Popuri walked Jack out to the gate. It was a bitter cold night, winter in full swing. When they got to the gate, they stopped and faced eachother.
"I wish you didn't have to go," Popuri said quietly.
"I know baby," he whispered back.
He stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She threw her arms around his neck. They then shared a long, deep, passionate kiss.
When they seperated, Popuri rested her forehead against his chest.
"I love you so much," Popuri muttered.
"I love you too," he whispered as he rested his cheek against the top of her head.
As much as they wished that time could stand still, it was time for Jack to go. Popuri slowly stepped back from him and smiled. He smiled back at her.
"Well baby," he said with a smile. "I better let you get back inside to warm up."
"Alright Jackie," she replied with her own smile.
They kissed eachother one more time before Jack left for home. Popuri watched him walk away for a couple minutes before she went back inside and locked the door. She hung her coat up and took her shoes off before heading upstairs.
After getting ready for bed, she decided to pull her diary out.
Dear Diary,
He did it again. He made me cry and rendered me speechless when he slipped an engagement ring on my finger. I did the only thing I could, I kissed him with all my heart. I keep thinking I couldn't possibly fall any deeper in love with him, but I keep getting proven wrong. If he's not careful, we may both fall so far, we'll get lost.
No, that will never happen. Of that I am certain.
Journal Entry: December 31
I can't believe it's the end of another year. It's been nine months since I came to Mineral Town to start my new life. i think I've succeeded in creating a new life here. I found something here I couldn't in the city. I found a home here. A place where I truly belong. That's something all the money in the world could never buy.
I've been told that New years around here is celebrated by some kind of festival where the village shares in a rice cake feast. Can't say I'm much of a fan of rice cake. I find it too chewy and too sweet. I figure I'll enjoy a nice quiet evening with a cup of hot tea, some music, and a good book. Mary recommended a favorite of hers. It's called "A Mid-Summer Night's Dream." Why does that name sound so familiar. I'm sure it'll come to me.
Staying home would be just as well. I'd been a little under the weather the last couple days. Though I'm better today, I just want to stay home. I'm going to have some of the tea I got from the Harvest Sprites. Whether it cures me or not, it couldn't do me any harm.
Jack put his coat on and went outside. He went to take care of his chickens. He had another egg hatch yesterday. He now has nine chickens, which many of them are laying now. He put some fresh feed in the feeding trough and made sure there was fresh water as well.
After collecting the eggs he set about cleaning the coop and laying clean, dry straw to keep the chickens comfortable. When he finished, he nodded his head in approval and left the coop.
His next stop was the barn. His two cows were growing nicely and were both producing more milk. How they produced milk without breeding baffled Jack. He assumed they were a special breed unique to the island.
After milking the cows and staging the milk and eggs to be picked up tonight by Zack, he made sure to give them fresh fodder and clean water. He then gave both of them a good brushing. He then checked on a new lamb he had recently bought from Barley. He made sure that the lamb was cleaned, brushed, and warm. No point in letting the young creature get sick.
With his barn work finished, he made sure to check on Mack and Nitro in the horse barn. He fed and watered them. He also made sure to brush Nitro. He was amazed how big his horse had gotten. He should be able to get a saddle for him soon so he could ride him up to Mother's Hill. Jack spent some time playing with Mack, which made them both very happy.
By noon Jack had finish tending to his animals and was feeling tired and sore. Jack decided to return to his house and take a hot shower.
After Jack took a hot shower and soaked in a hot bath, he sat in his chair and turned the radio on. He looked out the window at the falling snow and sighed. He may be used to snow growing up in the city where it snows heavily every winter, but he still hated it. He decided to pick up the book Mary had him take from the library. Jack had just opened the book when there was a knock at the door. He sighed and put the book down. He got up and went to the door, opening it slowly. He now stood face to face with Karen.
"Hey Karen," Jack said with a smile. "How are you today?"
"I'm fine Jack," she replied, though she didn't smile. "How are you?"
"A little under the weather," Jack confessed. "But I'm hanging in there."
She nodded. "Then I take it you haven't left the farm?"
"No," Jack was getting cocerned. "Not since Starry Night. Why do you ask?"
"I just came from the poultry farm," Karen continued. "Popuri has been sick in bed. She's been running a high fever.'
Now Jack was worried. It obviously showed on his face because Karen put a hand on his shoulder.
"Relax Jack," she said in a soothing tone. "She is resting comfortably and her mom is tending to her."
He nodded. He was still worried for her. Karen smiled.
"You know Jack, maybe you should pay her a visit. It may not cure her, but your presence will help boost her morale."
Jack liked that idea. "I think I'll do that. I also have something that should soothe her. Something called Relaxation tea."
"You got Relaxation Tea?" Karen sounded suprised. "That stuff is hard to come by. I haven't seen any in years. How'd you get it?"
"I have my connections," he replied. If he told her he got it from a Harvest Sprite, she'd think he was crazy.
"Right," she said. "Anyway, I gotta go. I just figured you'd want to know about Popuri."
"Thanks Karen. I appreciate the heads up."
"See ya Jack," Karen called back as she left the farm.
Jack went into the kitchen to get some water on to boil. While that was happening, he got his boots on and got his coat ready. After he made some relaxation tea and put it in a thermos, he got his coat on and headed out the door. He found himself running to Popuri's house. Once he got there, he went right in since they were open for business. He was greeted by Lillia, who was standing in the kitchen.
"Hello Jack," she said. "I'm sorry, but Popuri isn't well right now."
"Yeah," Jack replied. "Karen stopped by and told me."
"I had a feeling she would after she left here," Lillia said.
"May I go up and see her?" Jack asked.
Lillia nodded. "I think she would like that. Go on up."
Jack bowed to Lillia before heading up the stairs. He slipped his coat off when he got to the top of the stairs. He looked toward her bed area and saw the curtains were closed. He walked over to them and drew them enough to enter her "room."
She was sound asleep. Her breathing sounded raspy to Jack. He pulled the chair from her desk and sat next to the bed. He looked at her with concern in his eyes. He also saw a little irony here. It's now him sitting up with her. He set the thermos down on her nightstand. He reached out and gently held her hand in his. This made her stir a little before sighing and then she was still. He smiled. He had all the time in the world to sit here. If he had to, he would sit there forever.
Jack heard the wall clock chime. It was now three in the afternoon. He'd been there for two and a half hours. Popuri had slept the entire time. And he stayed right next to her the whole time. He kept himself occupied by humming his favorite songs. He didn't bring a book with him, though now he wished he had.
About that time, Popuri began to stir again. This time she opened her eyes when she realized someone was holding her hand. She looked at her hand and then up at who was sitting there.
"Jackie?" she spoke in a quiet, raspy voice.
He looked at her and smiled softly.
"Hey there beautiful," he whispered.
She groaned. "I'm not beautiful. I look like hell." She squeezed his hand slightly.
"You're always beautiful to me," he said as he squeezed her hand.
She gave a half smile. "Whatever," she whispered. "I am glad to see you Jackie."
"Karen told me you were sick, so I thought I'd come check in on you."
"I'm glad she did," Popuri said before having a coughing fit, which made her wince in pain. "Oww."
He lightly caressed her face with the back of his hand. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"I brought you something baby," Jack whispered to her. She opened her eyes.
"What is it?" she asked weakly.
He grabbed the thermos with his free hand. She looked at the thermos.
"This," Jack said. "Is relaxation tea."
She perked up slightly. "Where'd you get that from Jack?"
"It was a gift," he replied as he opened the thermos. "From the Harvest Sprites."
"The sprites," Popuri smiled a bit. "You saw them?"
"Yes," he said. "I've seen them and I've spoken to the Harvest Goddess as well."
He poured some tea into the thermos cup. He then helped her sit up before he brought the cup to her lips so she could sip some of the hot liquid. He sat on the edge of the bed and rested his hand on her back.
She took a couple sips before coughing. She smiled weakly at him before he put the cup down. She rested her forehead on his shoulder. He started to gently rub her back in a soothing manner. She closed her eyes and sighed. She was glad he was there.
Jack hated seeing her like this. He wished he could just wave his hand and she'd be cured of this illness. Though during the time he'd been in her room and observing her symptoms, he guessed she had a light case of pneumonia. Not that he figured theres really a difference between a light or severe case.
He helped her sip some more of the tea. He hoped, if nothing else, it would help her sleep better.
The tea seemed to help her sleep better. After she fell back to sleep, Jack noticed she was breathing better. While she slept, Jack got up and walked out of her room area. he saw Rick sitting there.
"How is she?" Rick asked.
"She's sleeping now," Jack replied. "But, she is in pretty bad shape."
Rick nodded. "She's a tough girl. She'll recover."
"I know that," Jack said. "Still, I hate seeing her like this."
"Now you know how she felt when you busted your head."
"Somehow," Jack replied. "I don't think it's quite the same. She's just sick and not in a coma."
"Still," Rick shot back. "It's not fun being on this side of the fence is it?"
"What the hell are you talking about Rick? Are you trying to antagonize me or just trying to piss me off?"
"Take your pick," Rick said as he stood.
"I think I better leave," Jack said in a slightly angry tone.
"I think that would be a good idea," Rick spat.
Jack walked past Rick and went down stairs. Lillia saw him come down and not looking very happy.
"Jack?" she asked as she walked over to him and stopped him from leaving. "What's the matter?"
"I'm sorry Lillia," Jack said. "But I need to get out of here."
"Was it Rick again?" Lillia asked in an almost angry tone.
Jack nodded. Now, Lillia was angry. A scene Jack had never seen.
"Rick," she called up the stairs. "Come down here NOW!"
Rick walked down the stairs. When he saw Jack, he glared at him.
"What is it Mom?" he asked as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Why did you tell Jack to leave?" Lillia asked. She sounded angry.
"I didn't," Rick answered. "He chose to leave." He then looked at Jack. "And I think that's a very good idea."
"Okay Rick,' Jack spoke up. "I give up here. Where the hell does this hatred of yours for me come from?"
"You, Jack," Rick walked up to Jack and looked him in the eyes. "Are a useless outsider. You come her and disrupt our lives."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Jack asked.
"People like you come to our little island. You disrupt our lives. Make yourselves rich off us, and then when you're done, you leave our lives in tatters."
Jack was confused. "When did I disrupt your life?"
'Rick," Lillia interjected. "Jack is NOT like your father."
"He's just like Dad," Rick spat. "He's acting just like him. He swooped in. Got a farm profitable. Got a local to fall for him. And then, when things go south.." Rick glared at Jack. "He'll abandoned everything and run. Just like Dad."
"Jack," Lillia said. "I think you need to hear about my husband, Rod. Please sit down."
Jack sat on the couch. "Why should I know about him? I don't understand."
"Well," Lillia sat next to him. "You are marrying my daughter. You're family Jack. It will also explain Rick's resentment toward his father and maybe even you."
Jack nodded. "Alright. If you feel it's important. I'll listen."
"Thank you Jack," Lillia said. "When I was sixteen, Rod came to Mineral Town. My family had a small farm at the time. Rod worked for my dad to try to make our farm profitable. But, as a vegetable farm, we couldn't compete with Robert of Barley's farms. During that time, Rod and I fell in love. With my dad's blessing, we got married two months later. On our honeymoon, Rod bought two little chicks. He pointed out that our island didn't have a chicken farm. I supported him as he turned my family farm into a poultry farm. Thanks to Rod, our farm was fully profitable within two years."
Jack listened to her story with interest. Lillia had never opened up to him before. It showed him that he'd earned her trust. Lillia continued.
"It was around that time I learned I was pregnant. When Rick was born his father started working even harder to make the farm even more profitable. In not time, we were growing our own brand of feed and our own breed of chicken unique to Mineral Town. Some in town thought it was great. Other's, like my dad and our neighbor Robert, thought it was a bad idea. They didn't like the idea of too much being shipped from our island. Rod chose to keep going with the commercial expansion of our farm. It angered many on the island. After Popuri was born, I was finally able to get him to step back. The work he'd put in had made us the richest farm in Mineral town. Which made Rod some enemies. My father was one of them. It created a rift between them, trapping me and my children in the middle. I chose to follow my husband."
She took a deep breath. Jack could tell this was drumming up some bad memories. She continued.
"For a few years things were pretty normal. Rod had managed to rebuild bridges in town. He'd also scaled back much of his distibution. We were still the most profitable farm on the island. Rick was nine and Popuri was six when I contracted a desease that left me weakened. Rod spent weeks doing research on different plants, trying to find a cure for me. He told me about a flower that could hold the cure."
Lillia looked at Rick. "What Rick and many others on the island seem to forget is he asked if he could go find it. I gave him my blessing." She then looked at Jack again. "After Rod left, everyone would tell me that Rod had abandoned us. That I should just forget him. Even Rick started saying it. It wasn't long before only Popuri and I were the only ones who still believe Rod will return."
Jack nodded. "So, I'm seen by some as Rod 2.0?"
"That's pretty acurate," Lillia said. "Although it's been a long time since all that happened. Rick seems to be the only one still holding a grudge against his father. I'm sorry he's thrown that grudge on you. I figured it would help you if you knew where the anger came from."
Jack looked at Rick. "You think I'm going to abandoned Popuri?"
"Won't you?" Rick spat.
"No I won't," Jack snapped. "I don't abandoned the ones I love." He looked at Lillia. "I'm sorry Lillia."
"It's alright Jack," Lillia said with a nod.
"I gotta ask ya Rick," Jack continued. "If I'm such a bad guy, why did you encourage me to get with Popuri?"
"Because you were a safer bet than Kai," Rick replied. "He's an arogant womanizer. You are just a loner."
"I was a loner Rick. Key word: WAS! I'm part of this community. And, like it or not, Rick, I'm marrying your sister. And I intend to stay by her side for the rest of my life."
Jack stood and continued.
I don't expect you to like it. But I ask you to accept it. I can only pray you can accept me one day. I'll hold out hope that one day we can become friends." Jack looked at Lillia. "I think I better go."
"Wait Jack," Lillia stood. "You don't have to go." She put her hand on Jack's shoulder. "I actually need your help."
"My help ma'am?" Jack asked. "With what?"
"I need you to stay with Popuri tonight. I want you to take care of her."
"Are you sure?" Jack asked. Last time he and Popuri spent the night together, Lillia wasn't exactly happy about it.
She giggled and nodded. "Think of it as practice for your future as her husband." She then pushed him toward the stairs. "Go on Jack. Go to her."
Jack nodded. He went back upstairs. He walked back to Popuri's room and closed the curtains. He smiled. She was still asleep so she hadn't heard what had happened downstairs. He checked the time, it was almost midnight. he poured some tea in the cup. As the clock struck midnight he held up the tea and made a toast.
"Heres to the new year. May it be as blessed for all as the last year was."
He then traced a finger on her cheek.
"And heres to you my beloved," he whispered. "You've made my life worth living. I can only hope I can make you as happy as you've made me."
He drank the tea and sighed. He had an incredible ride since he arrived in Mineral Town. He could only hope that the new year would be better for himself and all his friends on the small island that had become his whole world.
The End of Part II
Author's notes:
I'm hoping all of you reading this story have been enjoying it. It's been fun and challenging writing it. I've only recently started playing games in the Harvest Moon series. I can only hope I've been true to the source material.
If you're reading this, then you've reached the end of Part II of "My Friends of Mineral Town" which has been a pleasure to write.
In Part III, it will be time for Jack and Popuri to get married. Now, I need people's input on something that would come into play starting in part III.
Does anybody out there want me to do any "adult" scenes between Jack and Popuri? If you can, comment with your thoughts.
Any comment you have, good or bad, are all welcome.
Again, thank you for sticking with me this far.
Part III is coming soon.