Gill hadn't realized just how out of shape he was. And just how in-shape Molly appeared to be as she chased after Aidan with ease. So that's how he found himself sitting on a rock trying to catch his breath as Willow hummed while she sat beside him.
"Does your mother run marathons while I'm at work?" he asked in a half hearted attempt at striking up a conversation with his daughter.
The humming came to a halt as her confusion filled eyes met his. "What's a marathon?" she asked, genuine curiosity made obvious by the inflection of her tone.
Oh Gill honey- you literally sit at an office desk all day. Did you honestly think that your wife wouldn't be able to handle running after your Devil-May-Care (which is an excellent name for a horse btw) child in Aidan? Smh anyway, this was written last night but just uploaded now because I had to go help bring a table out to my grandfather's apartment today.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon
As always reviews are appreciated. Constructive criticism and glowing reviews are beyond welcome. In the mood for flaming? Good luck- this is on your computer screen ;)
ALSO: thanks redhoodfan for favoriting & following. Still not entirely convinced your not a computer since you've been on FF for less time than I have and have already favorited 5000 stories. Or maybe you're just way more dedicated to Fanfiction than I ever was lol Either way though I'll take it because it boosts this story's prestige ;)