Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Harvest Moon
The chickens started to crow. It was morning. Jack's eyes opened slowly. He shrugged over towards the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His eyes looked bloodshot. "I guess that's the result of little sleep." He made his breakfast and got ready for another day of hard work. As he was eating, many different thoughts were running through his mind; but the one that triggered his thoughts the most, was that of the young girl—Karen. "I've only spoken to her once, yet I feel like I am connected to her" he thought to himself. He took a quick look at his watch. 6:15. He realized that he needed to buy some new seeds for summer, so he would need to take a run down to the supermarket later. But before he did that, he had to take care of the animal work.
He did his usual morning routine. Milk cows, feed chickens, ride horse. Jack glanced at his watch again. 10:30. "The supermarket should be open by now" he thought. He rubbed the sweat off his forehead and began to make his way into town. He walked into the supermarket and said hello to everyone. He picked up a few packs of tomato seeds and proceeded to pay what he owed. As he was paying for his seeds, it seemed as if all time stopped—Karen had walked out from the room next door. Her long, golden hair flowed as she glided right towards Jack. "Hello." She had sweetly said. "How have things been going on your farm?"
Jack was speechless. It took him a minute to realize what was happening. Karen was talking to him. It was a dream come true. "J-just fine"
"That's wonderful. Maybe I'll see you around sometime." Karen had replied. But Jack just stood there, dumbstruck. He eventually nodded to what Karen had said. Karen giggled because of the way Jack was behaving. She gave him a little wave as a goodbye, and then left. After a few moments, Jack smacked his forehead and could only think of how foolish he acted. He picked up his tomato seeds and started to walk back to his farm.
Jack reached his farm and then started to walk towards his house so he could put away some of the seeds. But before he could enter the house, he realized something was preventing him from doing so. There was a young boy lying down in front of his doorway. The young lad appeared to be sleeping and was covered in dirt. Jack knelt down and gave the boy a little shake. "Hey, wake up, sonny." The boy tossed his head and opened his eyes. It took him a second to realize where he was.
"Oh, hiya Mister." The kid rubbed his eyes and proceeded to stand up. "My name's Ben."
"Well hello there Ben. What brings you to my farm?" Jack had asked. He was still positioned on one knee so he was at the same height level as Ben. The little boy shrugged his shoulders in response to Jack's question. "Do you know where you live?" The boy shrugged his shoulders again. Jack then thought about what else he should ask the boy. He wanted to get him back to his family so they wouldn't be worried sick. "Did you run away from home, Ben?"
"No. Daddy dropped me off here and told me to wait while he got some firewood."
Jack thought over Ben's reply. He thought that he was telling the truth, so he figured that Ben should just stick around until his father came back with some wood. "Well, until he comes back, would you like to help me out here on the farm?"
Ben's face lit up. He smiled and replied, "Would I ever!" Jack then stood up, outstretched his hand for Ben to take hold of, and walked him over to the field. Jack handed Ben a bag of tomato seeds and told him to hold it. Jack picked up his hoe and started to dig a 3 by 3 foot square.
"Ok Ben, now I want you to drop a tomato seed in each hole. You got that?" Ben smiled, and then nodded his head. He put one tomato seed in each hole, just like Jack had told him to do. "Wow, you're a pro at this job!" Ben smiled. "So how old are you, buddy?" Ben put the bag of tomato seeds on the ground and then held up 6 of his fingers. "Wow. You're one strong 6-year- old!" Jack then squatted down, picked up Ben under his arms and started to spin him around above his head.
Ben started laughing. "Wee! I feel like superman!" Jack then put Ben down. "That was fun!" Ben had exclaimed. "I like you, sir!" Jack laughed a bit, realizing that he never told Ben his name.
"Call me Jack. Or Mr. Jack if you want."
Ben outstretched his hand and shook Jack's. "Pleased to meet you Mr. Jack." Jack couldn't help but laugh. Jack had found various small things for Ben to help out with on the farm, while he finished up all the mandatory work on the farm. He didn't realize how late it was until the town clock struck 6. Jack looked around the farm, but there was no sign of this mystery man that Ben called his father. He was no where to be found. Jack even searched the forest, but no luck. It looked like Ben was going to have to spend the night at Jack's farm. Jack decided to write a note saying that Ben was inside because he couldn't find his parents, just incase his father did show up. He posted the note on his front door.
Jack opened up the tall wooden cabinet in the corner of his house and pulled out his extra blanket and pillow. He set up a place where he would sleep, so that Ben could take his bed for the night. "You can sleep in my bed tonight, Ben. Ok?" Ben nodded in reply. "We'll look for your dad, first thing tomorrow morning." Ben smiled. "Goodnight, Ben."
"Goodnight Mr. Jack." Jack turned off the light, and for the first time in 2 weeks, he fell asleep right away.
The chickens started to crow. It was morning. Jack's eyes opened slowly. He shrugged over towards the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His eyes looked bloodshot. "I guess that's the result of little sleep." He made his breakfast and got ready for another day of hard work. As he was eating, many different thoughts were running through his mind; but the one that triggered his thoughts the most, was that of the young girl—Karen. "I've only spoken to her once, yet I feel like I am connected to her" he thought to himself. He took a quick look at his watch. 6:15. He realized that he needed to buy some new seeds for summer, so he would need to take a run down to the supermarket later. But before he did that, he had to take care of the animal work.
He did his usual morning routine. Milk cows, feed chickens, ride horse. Jack glanced at his watch again. 10:30. "The supermarket should be open by now" he thought. He rubbed the sweat off his forehead and began to make his way into town. He walked into the supermarket and said hello to everyone. He picked up a few packs of tomato seeds and proceeded to pay what he owed. As he was paying for his seeds, it seemed as if all time stopped—Karen had walked out from the room next door. Her long, golden hair flowed as she glided right towards Jack. "Hello." She had sweetly said. "How have things been going on your farm?"
Jack was speechless. It took him a minute to realize what was happening. Karen was talking to him. It was a dream come true. "J-just fine"
"That's wonderful. Maybe I'll see you around sometime." Karen had replied. But Jack just stood there, dumbstruck. He eventually nodded to what Karen had said. Karen giggled because of the way Jack was behaving. She gave him a little wave as a goodbye, and then left. After a few moments, Jack smacked his forehead and could only think of how foolish he acted. He picked up his tomato seeds and started to walk back to his farm.
Jack reached his farm and then started to walk towards his house so he could put away some of the seeds. But before he could enter the house, he realized something was preventing him from doing so. There was a young boy lying down in front of his doorway. The young lad appeared to be sleeping and was covered in dirt. Jack knelt down and gave the boy a little shake. "Hey, wake up, sonny." The boy tossed his head and opened his eyes. It took him a second to realize where he was.
"Oh, hiya Mister." The kid rubbed his eyes and proceeded to stand up. "My name's Ben."
"Well hello there Ben. What brings you to my farm?" Jack had asked. He was still positioned on one knee so he was at the same height level as Ben. The little boy shrugged his shoulders in response to Jack's question. "Do you know where you live?" The boy shrugged his shoulders again. Jack then thought about what else he should ask the boy. He wanted to get him back to his family so they wouldn't be worried sick. "Did you run away from home, Ben?"
"No. Daddy dropped me off here and told me to wait while he got some firewood."
Jack thought over Ben's reply. He thought that he was telling the truth, so he figured that Ben should just stick around until his father came back with some wood. "Well, until he comes back, would you like to help me out here on the farm?"
Ben's face lit up. He smiled and replied, "Would I ever!" Jack then stood up, outstretched his hand for Ben to take hold of, and walked him over to the field. Jack handed Ben a bag of tomato seeds and told him to hold it. Jack picked up his hoe and started to dig a 3 by 3 foot square.
"Ok Ben, now I want you to drop a tomato seed in each hole. You got that?" Ben smiled, and then nodded his head. He put one tomato seed in each hole, just like Jack had told him to do. "Wow, you're a pro at this job!" Ben smiled. "So how old are you, buddy?" Ben put the bag of tomato seeds on the ground and then held up 6 of his fingers. "Wow. You're one strong 6-year- old!" Jack then squatted down, picked up Ben under his arms and started to spin him around above his head.
Ben started laughing. "Wee! I feel like superman!" Jack then put Ben down. "That was fun!" Ben had exclaimed. "I like you, sir!" Jack laughed a bit, realizing that he never told Ben his name.
"Call me Jack. Or Mr. Jack if you want."
Ben outstretched his hand and shook Jack's. "Pleased to meet you Mr. Jack." Jack couldn't help but laugh. Jack had found various small things for Ben to help out with on the farm, while he finished up all the mandatory work on the farm. He didn't realize how late it was until the town clock struck 6. Jack looked around the farm, but there was no sign of this mystery man that Ben called his father. He was no where to be found. Jack even searched the forest, but no luck. It looked like Ben was going to have to spend the night at Jack's farm. Jack decided to write a note saying that Ben was inside because he couldn't find his parents, just incase his father did show up. He posted the note on his front door.
Jack opened up the tall wooden cabinet in the corner of his house and pulled out his extra blanket and pillow. He set up a place where he would sleep, so that Ben could take his bed for the night. "You can sleep in my bed tonight, Ben. Ok?" Ben nodded in reply. "We'll look for your dad, first thing tomorrow morning." Ben smiled. "Goodnight, Ben."
"Goodnight Mr. Jack." Jack turned off the light, and for the first time in 2 weeks, he fell asleep right away.