Summer Love {jlh112586 & DontxBlinkk}

[DontxBlinkk]

A 60th anniversary should to be a happy time, a chance to show undying love, to give hope to fairy tale weddings and to supply proof to the cynical people who believed eternal love was just a joke. To many who reached that time, they had a chance to show it and prove what they wanted to prove. But to others, a 60th year was reached but there was no chance to show their joy. To hear the news of a neighbour passing away so soon after a happy occasion was heart breaking.

Lydia Britton had never grown close to the elderly couple beside her except to help in the yard or pick up groceries for them. She lived on a farm which took up most of her free time when she was outside of school but she knew the couple well enough to hold a polite conversation. She knew they had a few children, or at least one, and grandchildren, but the exact details were vague. Her mother was closer to the pair than she was and her whole family agreed to help the woman for as long as she needed help. It was accepted at first but with the promise of her grandson coming along, they agreed not to step on any toes once he arrived.

Just like any 18-year-old girl, Lydia's attention was grabbed when she heard a boy, just about her age, was coming to live with his grandmother. The men in her area that matched her age were the same kids she knew her entire life. She had grown up in the area, played with them, gone to school with them, she knew them more than she probably wanted to. If someone had moved into the area, there was a better chance of one of the girls sunk their claws into them before Lydia could. Not everyone in the area owned a farm but a majority of them worked on one. Several of the farms around were owned by families who could hire others to work their entire fields and take care of all of their animals, leaving their children on their own to travel to the city or waste time doing what they pleased. Lydia wasn't nearly as lucky. She had money, her parents farm wasn't struggling or anything, but she had her own jobs on the property that she was in charge of.

The five-foot-six brunette had plenty of friends to waste her free time with, most of them farm workers as well but a few had more free time than others. Her thin form and full chest gave her the appearance of being a year or two older than she was which was lucky for her and came in handy a few times. Her fashion was simple, plaid shirts, jeans, boots of several kinds and some sort of head covering; anything from a bandana to a proper country cowboy hat. She knew what she had, even before it was pointed out by men, and knew how to flaunt it at the ideal times. But then again, showing some skin to a bunch of horses wouldn't get her anywhere. When she worked, she worked. No reason to look impressive when she was sweating out in the field. But Lydia couldn't help but try to find out when her neighbour's boy was planning on showing up so she could be even slightly prepared for him.

 

[DontxBlinkk]

Lydia could hear Jake's car when he came close to his grandmother's home. Of course, she didn't know his name was Jake at that point but it was a car she had never heard before. There were plenty of possibilities as to who's car it might have been but she was ready to put money on her guess. Lydia had made sure to stay out of the fields that day and finish up her dirtier work the day before which left her easy work for that day. Her clothing still wasn't ideal to meet a new male in but it was far better than other things she wore while working. A pair of old, ripped jeans covered her lower half while a orange and red plaid shirt was buttoned over her top. The warm day had forced her to wiggle it up around her waist, leaving more skin exposed to the rare breezes that blew through her farm. This was the worst possible day for this but the brunette was determined to make the most of it.

When her neighbour pulled into his new driveway, Lydia happened to be in the back of her trusty 1997 Ford f-150, taking several bales of hay from her brother to strategically set in the back of her truck bed for later on that night. She stood up to her full height as the car's power was cut, both siblings looking the man down as he slid out of his car. With a nod, Lydia's brother offered a silent greeting before returning to the task at hand. Lydia on the other hand gave the man a smile and a short wave with her hand, making sure to catch the bale as her brother decided to toss it at her.

"Rude much?" she asked, setting it next to another of the same kind. Her brother simply snickered and turned back to the visitor. "Hey," he called, stepping away from the truck to give his sister some space to get out. "Shoo my ma back here, will ya? She's been there a bit too long." His lips pulled back into a smirk as Lydia's canvas shoe covered feet hit the pavement.

"Be nice," she scolded, her voice barely carrying over to Jake this time around. She slammed the truck's tailgate closed and brushed her hands off on the legs of her pants before turning over to the other drive way. "If she's free," she continued for her brother. Again, her older sibling smirked, this time with a snicker, which only earned him a quick, sharp slap on his arm from his sister's hand. "Shush!"