Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon or any characters from Harvest Moon blah blah blah. I just play it a lot ^ ^ !

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Prologue

It was the same thing day in and day out. Get up, chat with Ann by the spring, feed chickens, watch over Mom, and argue with brother. Life in Mineral Town was absolutely dull. Today would be no different, or would it?

The funeral for Mr. Simms of the Harvest Farm was solemn to say the least. He was well loved in that tiny town as proof of the turn out. Popuri fondly remembered spending every Spring on his farm as a child. He always left a small patch of land for her to grow a garden of flowers. There was no room on her chicken farm for a garden, and she had always wanted one. Her eyes started to fill with tears, she tried to blink them away and just listen to the eulogy. As she looked up she saw an unfamiliar, yet memorable face. Who was this stranger? Why did she feel as if she's always known him?