Spring Day 1

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" You're crazy!"

" I am."

" Pony, you really think you can tackle on the ranch like your Father did? Your just a young girl! You won't even last a week! You really want to give up all of this city life for a stupid farm life, like your Father did?"

" Yep. "

" Well, just because he took care of a ranch, doesn't mean you have to do it to!"

" I know."

" Then why are you telling me you want the job at your Father's ranch? Just because he passed away, does not mean you must fill in for him."

" I hate the city."

" If you hate the city, then you'll hate the ranch even more! They won't have the same technology as us."

" Awesome."

" Your so much like your Father! Ugh, you see why I divorced him now?"

" You don't understand, Mom."

Pony's Mother sighed, " Honey, I only want whats best for you... The reason why your Father and I got a divorce, is because I did not want to live a farm life. I've tried for him and I could not just take it anymore. Trust me, you'll want your city life back once you try to work on the ranch. Even though we live in this little apartment, your house on the ranch will even be smaller than this."

"So?"

" You don't talk much, do you? Your just like your Father... You sure you want to try working on the ranch like him?"

" Yes."

" Alright... But, you sure?"

" Mom," Pony replied smiling and added, " I'm Dad's daughter... Its in my veins."

Pony's Mother died a week later.

...

Dear Takakura,

My life in the city is not the life I want. Ever since I was a little girl, I've always dreamed about working on the ranch like my Father did. I want to learn everything there is to know about farming from you and I have many questions. I want to try working on the farm.

Pony

That was the letter he received from his old friend's daughter.

He was staring out into Forget-Me-Not Valley's ocean.

A young woman suddenly walked up to him in silence.

He scanned her.

She had brunette hair that was tied up in a odd pony tail that split up in two and bounced whenever she walked. Her straight long bangs covered her forehead. He knew if Pony let her hair down, it would be extremely long. Pony's eyes were the color of violet and shined brightly. She was wearing a tight t-shirt that was white and orange. In the middle of her shirt, it said, "komono" and had orange surrounding the white words in a circle. A tiny ribbon was attached to her green mini skirt ;however, she had tight long jeans under. Tan was the color of her huge shoes and her shoe laces were black. She also was carrying a rucksack on her back. Something then caught his eye, she was wearing the same black and red gloves her Father had worn.

" You're your father's daughter, all right."

Pony nodded.

" It's a shame about your father, but fate works in mysterious ways. Anyways, I'm sure hes in a better place," he told her while turning around and added, " Come on... The farms this way..."

She followed behind him slowly, as he muttered, " Your a weird one like your father."

Pony only closed her eyes and smiled towards his comment.

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