Did I not tell you I don't do cows? Because I don't, this is just one more thing to put against the cows, they have weird sleeping schedules. I mean what cow in its right mind is up at 5:45 on a Saturday morning. Well that's a dumb thing to say seeing as all of the freakin' cows were up.

Yes the Oreos were all up on National Sleep in Day. Everyone knows Saturday is the day to stay asleep until, like 7 o' clock the next afternoon.

So thanks to the cows, I'm sitting on a hard, uncomfortable, wooden stool learning to milk a cow.

Now that I think about it, the only bad thing is the date and time of the milking. Other than that I'm cool with all of this, I'm sitting here on a not-so-comfy stool learning how to milk a cow with a real cute guy. Oh and did I mention that my hair is frizzing out of my mock pony tail? Right, great day.

No honestly now, those are the only bad things because right now Connor is looking at me like I'm the most beautiful person he's ever seen. Wow.

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Apparently the work doesn't stop with cows.

It also involves fields and fields, of things. Note I say things because most of them are covered, I guess it's their skin? Ew I think I'll pass up whatever these are.

It was pretty funny though. I was standing here watching Connor ride around on his tractor. He has a tractor, now tell me that's not funny.

"Connor," I yelled up at him.

"Yes Thief?" I heard him laughing as I blushed slightly. So I was getting a sunburn and decided to commander his hat, big whoop.

"Would you prefer me with a sunburn? That's what I thought!"

He stopped the tractor and looked down at me, "Did you want to tell me something Thief?"

"Yeah, I think your tractor's pretty." I grinned up at him and watched him smile that crooked smile.

"Only pretty? I'm let down Miss Thief, because here I am thinking your smile's beautiful," He smiled again and started the tractor back up, leaving me to think of what he had just said.

Beautiful.

Now that was wow.

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Jesus Christ! Is every hour filled with doing some type of chore? God, we just started making dinner and I was already covered in flour, grease, and something I wasn't so sure of.

Eww!

"Thief, the flour is supposed to go onto the chicken? Not on you, silly!"

"Not helping Connor! I've never made this kind of stuff." I jutted out my lower lip slightly and smiled mentally when his eyes were automatically drawn to my lip.

"What do you mean you've neva made fried chicken sweetie?" Marie came up behind me smiling to wide for my liking.

"Well no, I bought fried chicken but never fried it. I'm not to much of a cook," I looked down to the ground until Marie chucked me under my chin saying, "Cheer up sweetie, we can fix that." She smiled, started humming, and took over the making of fried chicken.

Uh oh.

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So I correct myself, there is a moment that isn't filled with chores.

Connor and I were sitting out on the grass in the back yard, just staring at the stars. I'd never really done this, one because no one wanted to. Two, this was Jersey people! I can barely see a lamp post on the street.

I was shocked out of my thoughts when Connor lifted up my soft hand with his hard calloused one.

"See that right there? That's the big dipper! And that's the dog star." The way he guided my hand made me feel like I was tracing the sky. It was amazing.

"Wow, I've never really looked at them."

"You just have to be patient is all."

We stared at each other for a minute before going back the comfortable silence we had before.

"Connor, why do you stay on this farm? You don't seem like you're much older than me, or younger for that matter."

"I don't think I am, I'm thirty-four, shocker huh? I guess, I don't feel that old and people say I don't look old either! I stay on the farm 'cause since my dad died my ma would have been alone if I didn't stay, and she wouldn't be able to afford livin' here so I just stayed, helped around the farm and we did good I guess."

"I'm sorry about your dad, I can understand why you stayed now."

"I was goin' to law school before I came back home," He paused and laughed at my shocked look, "Don't look so surprised Miss Thief, I can be smart I wunna!"

I smiled and said, "Never doubted you."

He smiled back and looked down to my hand, I opened my palm and he grabbed it.

We just sat there staring at the stars.