"We''re back!" Zilian called.


    ~---~


    Zilian grunted laboriously, as he tried to unhook the plow from the bull, with a final clink the plow fell to the ground. Zilian wiping the sweat from his brows, taking deep breaths.


    I''ll get Erica to that, festival, I owe a lot to Farame, but I also owe a lot to Erica.


    ~---~


    Walking in through his bedroom door, he collapsed on his bed taking in deep breaths. After his little commotion with Farame, Farame gave a mountain of farm chores for him to do. He knew it was paypack or to keep him busy so as not to ask him again. Even though he is exuasted, he feels like he is ready to run over and back from a mountain top. While he was weeding the farm, after milking the cows, he finally came with a solution how to get Erica to the Festival. If I can''t convince Farame, all I need to do is convince Erica, He thought.


    ''I am not a little girl anymore.''"


    Plan B to Erica after Farame turns her down. He was going to convince Erica to sneak away this one time, so that she can enjoy herself. She would never say yes until she was rejected. He will show her how he did things when he was back home, in a word, teach her ''rebellion''.


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    After a long day, from harvesting, milking and organizing the barn. Zilian walks up the front porch, feeling heavy on his feet, exuasted from all the work he did that day. He knows his energy will come right back, that is if all goes well when Erica makes one last aproach to her grandfather.


    And to think, all it took, was a bit of persistance.