I don't wanna' jabber about how I don't own Harvest Moon so I'll just jump right into the story.

"Cliff?" Ann exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" Ann peered out the door to see if anyone else was behind him then grabbed his arm and yanked him into her room. "What do you want?" She whispered harshly.

"Well uh you see…" Cliff rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Well...how do I say this?" He looked pathetic to Ann, trying to tell her something he didn't feel comfortable with.

"Could we please hurry this up?" Ann asked getting annoyed. "I have to get down and serve the customers." She rolled her eyes.

"Well okay…" Cliff started. "I don't have feelings for you anymore and I'm with Popruri and I know that you never had feelings for me so... a hard feelings okay?" He quickly spurted out. Ann stood there wide-eyed. Why was she so shocked? She knew this was eventually going to happen. She knew it had already happened. Yet, she was still in shock. She shook herself back to reality and stared into his eyes.

She choked on her words. "Well uh. I gotta' get back so bye." She pushed past Cliff and went downstairs.

Cliff stayed there standing in her room. He sighed, shrugged his shoulders and left the Inn.

Back downstairs, Ann had to face many angry customers that had been waiting for her to come and serve them. There was a long line in front of the counter and she slowly trudged to meet their demands.

"A bagel." "Some wine" "More fries" "Clean dishes" All the customers spoke at once and eventually Ann had given them all what they wanted. She sighed as she poured herself a tiny glass of wine. She wasn't much of a drinker but she did have small amounts every now and then when things got tough.

After a hard day of tending to customers, Ann decided to go for a walk. She needed Stu. She quickly cleared the tables, locked the door and rushed outside into the warm spring air. She briskly walked to Ellen's house and knocked on the door.

"Come in" A cheerful elderly women stated. Ann stepped inside and saw Stu and Ellen reading a book about colors.

"Ann!" Stu cried as he ran to her and hugged her waist.

"Hey Stu." Ann replied in greeting as she ruffled his black hair. "Wanna' go for a walk?"

"Do I!" He broke away from his tiny hug and turned to his grandmother. "Can I go? Please?" He pleaded.

"I'm terribly sorry I came to late Ellen, but there really was no other time…" Ann got quieter as she finished her sentence.

"Of course you can go Stu. Be back soon." Ellen waved at the two as they walked out the door.

"So what's up Ann?" Stu asked as he walked faster than his regular pace in order to keep up with Ann's larger strides.

"Well…let's go to the beach." Ann smiled as Stu ran ahead.

"Ugh. Where's Ann!" Doug screamed as he searched the Inn. "I need to blow off some steam." He treated Ann like a punching bag. His stress relief. Sure, he knew it wasn't right, but Ann should tell someone if she didn't like it…right? "Ugh! ANN WHERE ARE YOU!" Doug yelled into the nothingness of her room. Things hadn't gone well today. "Fine" Doug sighed. "I'll just hit the sack early tonight." He turned away from her door and headed over to his own. He opened it , slowly turning the rusty brass knob. He stepped onto the carpeted floor and closed the door behind him.

"Hey Doug." A voice called from the shadows.

"What?" Doug stood in front of the door, puzzled. "Who's there?" He slowly brought his arm up and strongly gripped his gun.

"Don't you know?" An innocent voice questioned.

"Show yourself!" Doug raised his voice as he pulled his gun out of it's holster. He looked around the room and noticed a slim, female figure, slowly walking towards him. "Wait…Anna?" and sure enough, Anna emerged from the shadows to reveal herself. "What…what are you doing here?" Doug stuttered as he pointed his gun at her body.

"Don't you remember a few nights ago?" She sweetly asked, not noticing the gun. She turned her eyes from the mirror on his dresser to him and noticed his gun. "Ack!" She exclaimed. Doug put his gun away.

"What about a couple nights ago?" Doug questioned. What is she talking about?

"Well… You. And me. Oh no." Anna suddenly looked disappointed and turned her eyes away from him. "Don't tell me…" She looked up at him again. "You were probably drunk and don't remember…"

"Why? What happened?" Doug was still confused. Anna just stared deep into his eyes. "Wait..you mean…but what about Basil?" Doug finally realized what she was getting at. "I mean..your married."

"Basil.." Anna made an angry scowl at an imaginary figure, standing beside her. "He's off, looking for some flower." Her face softened and she turned back to look at Doug. "He didn't even tell me he was going. All he did was leave a note." Anna looked to the floor.

"Oh Anna…" Doug tried his best to be comforting, but he needed practice. "I uh…I'm sorry." Anna suddenly stepped up to him and hugged him. Doug's arms wrapped around her thin body and they stood there hugging for a long time. Anna started to cry and shake.

"I don't know what I've done." She sobbed. "Why do I make mistakes like this?" She pushed her face into his shoulder. Doug sighed. He had forgotten what it was to have a wife. He missed that feeling.

"Well maybe…" He began. He tried to find the right words. "Maybe you should tell him what you've done wrong. Just to get it off your chest you know?" Anna just sniffled. "I will apologize to him also. And then you can tell him how you feel about your marriage and that it needs to be improved." Anna broke away from Doug and rubbed her eyes.

"Sniffle.. Thanks Doug." She wrapped her arms around her waist and slowly walked out the door that Doug was holding open for her. Doug smiled. What? No. Bad Doug. You do not love a married woman. You were only helping a friend. He closed the door, dismissed his confusing thoughts and went to bed.

Cliff walked into the clubhouse that he had built with Popuri. It was on the old abandoned farm.

"Pop?" He called out.

"Hey Cliffie." Popuri was sitting with her dress sprawled out around her, in the farthest corner of the clubhouse.

"I uh… I told her." Cliff reported. Popuri smiled and brought him closer to her. He sat down next to her as she snuggled close. She closed her eyes and started to breath heavier. Cliff smiled and stroked her hair. He was with the right girl. Wasn't he?

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