The Old Farm

Chapter 2

         Mr. O'Bryan and Hope went outside and to see the view of the farm. It had stop raining, but it was colder. They walk around and tried not to step into any mud or holes.The animals were where they should be and they seem to be well feed. Hope looks toward the pond and seen some ducks; the horse was in the field; the chickens scattered around the farm. It began to rain again. Hope went inside with John. His eyes met with hers. Hope didn't notice at first how his eyes were so blue and how handsome he was. They both changed to dry clothes. Hope went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. The rain was pouring harder and thunder came along. The lights started to blink. Hope needed to call her father to tell him she's alright, but the phone lines were down. John came towards the kitchen to help with the supper."The phone lines are out." said Hope while pouring their drinks. "I wanted to call my father.""Too bad, Miss. Brooks." as John help putting out the dishes."You can call me Hope.""Ok, you can call me John."Hope like that. She can hear he had a deep sexy voice. She wanted know about whom he is, or where he came from. Does he have a family or married? She couldn't keep her eyes of him while eating dinner."Well, John, how is it?""Well, Hope, it is delicious. I haven't had a great meal for a while. Well actually, it's been a long time. Thank you.""You're welcome.""Where did you live before you came down here in Kansas?" said Hope."Well, where do I begin? As John got up from his chair; he got another glass of wine. I'm from New York; I went to school there. I was engaged once to a girl, but she was killed in an auto accident. She and I were both madding in love. It was heartbreaking for me when she died. So, I kept busy and decided to move here in Kansas what it will bring me. My parents are both deceased. I've been practicing law for long time; no kids.""How about you, married?""No, I'm not married. I live in Springfield. I own a ranch I raise pure breads for racing. My father lives five miles down the road on a farm. I was born in Springfield. My mother died ten years ago; that's when I last saw my aunt. I tried to help my father when he needs money, but he won't accept it because he is a proud man. I never seem to have time for any relationships." said Hope as she finished her glass of wine. The storm seems to be going forever.They were talking for hours until it was late. "It is getting late; we need to hit the sack if we are getting up early.""Yes, your right. I didn't know how late it was. Well, John, I guess I see you in the morning."

     They both decided to go to bed. Hope went to her room and changed and looks outside the window and thought how much she misses her aunt. She wishes that she could see her once again before she died. But, she realizes that will never be.