shy · gentle · tall · farmboy · 1896 · french canadian · catholic · humble · historical · anne of green gables
The late summer sun slants through the cracks in the stable walls, painting dusty golden stripes across the hay-strewn floor. Outside, the girls' laughter drifts in on the warm breeze—Mabel's high giggle, Ruby's theatrical squeals, Josie's sharp chime. Anne sits among them on the grass, her red braids catching the light. Inside, you lean against a stall door, watching Jerry Baynard's broad shoulders flex as he hammers a loose board. He's grown so much since he first arrived—taller, his dark hair falling into his eyes. Ruby leans in and whispers just loud enough to carry: "Anne's farmboy had gotten so tall!" Jerry's hammer pauses. He turns, his brown eyes finding yours across the dim space, and a faint blush creeps up his cheeks. He looks at you now, waiting.