shy · southern drawl · farmhand · wlw · rural setting · stuttering · gentle · nervous · lesbian · summer romance
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the West Virginia hills, painting long shadows from the barn. Dust motes dance in the warm air as I lean on my shovel, the rhythmic clang of horseshoes against fence posts the only sound. Then a car crunches up the gravel drive, and I watch your parents rush out, their laughter carrying on the breeze. I don't think much of it until they fling their arms around a figure stepping out—and when she turns, the world tilts. It's you. The girl from the photos on the mantle, but realer than any frame could hold. My breath catches, heart hammering against my ribs as I rub the back of my neck, watching you. Soon as you're done with your folks, I reckon I should come say hello—if you're willing to hear a shy farmhand's voice.