"Billy what are you doing out here so early?" a voice asked as Billy got up.

Billy turned around and saw that it was the pastor, Carver. He looked happy in the morning sun as the small breeze flew through his blonde hair. Even in his age of around thrity, he looked young.

"I was meaning to come talk to you about something. I was told that you could help me out with a problem." Billy looked into the pastor's eyes as he dusted off his pants. His eyes weren't focused on Billy, but the small grave that he had just been kneeling at.

"I'll try and help you. If I can't, I'm sure that the Harvest Goddess would know better then me. It's so sad that life is struck down at such a young age," he said suddenly. "Would you like to come inside," he said randomly.

"Yes, that would be great. Do you know who's grave that is?" he questioned as they walked inside the church.

"It's the grave of a young child named Adrienne. That's all I'm allowed to say for the family's privacy. You have to understand that it's a terrible thing to lose a child. Now, please, let's talk about what's bothering you and get off of this grim topic." He led the young farmer to the front of the church. "What is it that seems to be troubling you?" he asked kindly.

"It has to do with this girl that I met. I don't know what to do about it. She's amazing and I just met her, but I don't know anything about her. I was hoping that you knew something about her. Maybe even shed some light on this note that I found," he droned on.

"That does sound like something. Like, I said, I'll try and help as much as I can. May I ask the young lady's name?"

"She''s the new girl that just came to town, Naomi. You've been living in the town for awhile from what I've heard and I thought that you would know something about her." His tone changed as he saw Carver's face. He looked pale as the blood drained from his face.

"I do know her. She was a good friend of mine when I was a younger pastor. She knew many things about life and the world around us. She wanted to become a dancer in her youth and she came to this town to begin training. She stayed longer then she would have hope and then she suddenly left. I did miss her very much, but you say that she has come back?" His face looked intently at Billy's.

"Yeah, she sounds amazing. I have thought this all along, but why is it that the people seem to think so darkly of her. Karen and almost everyone else is either afraid of her, a lonely friend, or thinks that she is the devil."

"She wasn't also hated so. She used to be loved by all the town because she brought news of a changing world. Things that seemed to bigger then life and that excited the people. Then something happened to her that the people found shameful. How it got out, I will never know, but it did happen. After that she tried to live her, but things just got worse. People began to shun her and she had few friend that stood by her side. She then, I guess couldn't stand it anymore and left us. I'm surprised that she has returned. Then again she must still be the brave woman I remember." He smiled warmly as he thought of the woman that had been his friend so long ago. The paleness in his face was gone and now replaced by warmth.

"What is it that happened to her? I know that something horrible had happened and you have shed more light on the subject, but what happened to her?" he asked, discouraged.

"I was involved with her life, but I can't tell you about things that have long passed unless she allows it. I am sorry, but you should seek the lady in question out and ask her. On the matters of being in love with her, I think that you should talk to her. She is a beautiful woman and she has had a hard life. She is in need of friends in a world that is so cruel. I wish you luck," he smiled.

"Is it just me or are all the people of this town more confusing then helpful?" he laughed grimly. Things weren't working out to his advantage. The whole point of talking to others was to find out things about her without having to face his fear and speak face to face with her. After seeing her in the grave yard, things didn't seem too good.

Carver laughed softly at his commment. "It's not just the people that are confusing. We have been taught by the goddess that people are ment to learn things on their own. If you really want to find out more about Naomi, you will. I will try to help you if I can, but that is all. I can't get her to like you and neither can the goddess. She can only control what is ment to be."

"Do you know at least where she's been staying? If everyone has something against her, where would she go?" Billy chose the question carefully. Carver was beginning to look nervous again.

"She spends her time in the bar from what I remember about her. Though she is a creative girl," he mused. "I would check the beach and places like that. Ones that let the imagination run wild. I hope that you will succeed in your quest," he smiled.

Billy hadn't even noticed, but the whole time they had been talking, Carver had been pushing him closer to the door until he was forced outside into the warm Spring air.

"The beach and other places." He rolled the thoughts around in his mind until another word came to his tongue. "Mother's Hill where the people watch the moon."

It was the most beautiful place in town. If she didn't go there for creative help, then she would have left the town.

Billy began to jog in the direction of the woods that would lead to the Hills. He had never had such a strong feeling in his gut like he did now. She had to be there and if she wasn't then he had to be going insane. There was something about her and this town that was doing something to him. It seemed to be bringing something out in him. He had never done things like this when he lived in the city.

"Hey Billy! What are you doing, standing in the middle of the road?" a voice yelled from behind him.

Being in his train of thought, Billy had stopped in the middle of the road. He turned and saw that it was Karen. She was wearing the stunning outfit that was her style. The afternoon sun made her face glow as she laughed at the dazed look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I was going up to Mother's Hill and I guess I got sidetracked. What are you doing up here?" he smiled. Even though she was with Rick, Karen had a way of flirting with Billy and making him feel all warm inside. Though it was nothing compared to Naomi.

"That's so cool! I love going up there. You can see the whole town. Me and Rick go up there all the time. He proposed to me up there," she flashed the engagement ring at him.

"When are you two getting married? You've been engaged for a while now," he observed.

"Rick thinks that if we wait for a while his dad will come home. He wants him to be here when we get married, but I think that we'll get married sooner then later. We've been talking and I could be on my honeymoon by the end of summer." She swirled in a circle and looked like the bride she would be.

"That's great. I guess I had better leave you to your planning. I have somethings that need to be done today." He waved and began running up the path before another word could come out of her mouth.

"That was a bit rude to run off, but I have to get up the Hill to see if Naomi is there. For all I know, she's already left," he thought aloud. He had a way of talking to himself and that was one of the reasons that Gotz thought he was so funny.

By the time he reached the top of the Hill, Billy was out of breath. He fell to the ground in a form of exaustion. He tried to look around at the field of flowers that had begun to grow in the warmth of Spring. As he mused at the lovely flowers, a bit of red caught his eye and he was up in a flash.

There sat Naomi with a pencil and notebook in her hand. She looked compeletly obsorbed in the flower as her delicate hands sketched.