Match Seven: Seedling:
There was once a couple from Maine. They grew tired of the city and their home life. The man had the idea to go out into the countryside and live with nature again. His wife happily jumped at the chance handed to her.
"I know of a cabin in Louisiana," she told him.
"How do you know this?" her husband asked. She smiled and brought up the pictures on her laptop screen.
"Well?" she asked. He nodded with approval when he saw all of the pictures.
"I can afford it," the husband said. She turned to him from her laptop.
"When do we leave?" the wife asked.
"Right now," he said, hyped up. She looked at him with her jaw dropped.
"Right now?" she repeated.
"Yeah," her husband insisted. "Pack up and let's get going!"
"Okay…" his wife replied, still in shock. The couple left early the next morning with all of their belongings shipped a day ahead of them. They took the train all the way to Louisiana. He talked their vision for a new life in the countryside. This led to a question that she wanted to ask him for a long time.
"Could we have a baby?" she asked. He drew his mouth closed at what he just heard.
"What?!" he asked.
"I want to have children with you," the wife confessed. "And I thought since we were going to have a fresh start…"
"Of course," the husband said. "We can have as many children as we want." Her eyes lit up brighter than the sun.
"Do you mean it?" she asked.
"Anything you want," her husband replied.
"I love you," she said with tears of joy. He only smiled and placed his hand on her knee. She looked out the window at the outside passing by them.
A year later, the couple settled into their life in the cabin in the Southern countryside. They adjusted to their easy nearly-technology-free life. She took up writing poems with a typewriter she found in the attic of the cabin. He sometimes teased her about it.
"Still couldn't let go of that muse, huh?" the husband asked. She would only laugh and keep typing. However, they still were childless. However, the wife wouldn't give up.
"I'll wait as long as it takes us," she told her husband. One day, the wife suffered from writer's block. She stared at her typewriter looking perplexed.
"What's the matter?" her husband asked as he watched her from the couch.
"I can't think of anything to write," she said. "I had the image in my head last night and now it's gone."
"Oh…" he muttered.
"Yeah," she said. The wife sat back in her chair and sighed. The husband pondered how to help her out.
"Let's take a walk in the woods," he offered. She glanced over at him.
"Will that help?" she asked.
"It might," he said with a shrug.
"Okay," his wife said. She picked up her camera and they headed out the door.
The couple hiked along the trail they came to adore so deeply. Along the way, she took more pictures for her scrapbook.
"Don't you ever get tired of doing that?" he asked, jokingly.
"Never," she said aloud. The wife happened to turn her camera upwards when she heard wrestling in the bush.
"Honey," she whispered. "There's something over in the bushes."
"Be careful," he whispered back as his wife slowly approached the wild berry bush to investigate. She peeked over with her camera in hand.
"Honey, come over here and look!" she shouted with excitement.
"What is it, dear?" he asked as he walked over to the bush to join her.
"Look," she whispered as she pointed up ahead of them. The husband narrowed his eyes for a better look. His jaw dropped. Before them, sat a little girl about two years old looking up at them. She was naked with her skin covered in dirt. Her deep red hair flowed around her like a little cape. The child looked up at them with big green eyes.
Husband and wife fell in love at first sight.