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    What time is it?
    I glanced over to the clock on the wall. It was only eight in the morning, but for some reason it felt a lot later. I guess it was because I had actually slept. The farm was so quiet at night. There were no cars, gunshots, people yelling or any of the noises that reminded me of being in the city. 
    Connor had walked me back home the night before and we had a quick dinner with our parents. After that, he showed me to the guest room, where I immediately crawled in bed and went to sleep.
    "Wow, I don’t remember the last time that I slept that well," I said, as I sat up in the bed, letting the sheets fall off of me. 
    Outside of the bedroom door, I could hear some commotion coming from the kitchen. My mom and Richard were talking over the sound of bacon cooking in the frying pan. A smile crossed my face as I slowly stood up, stretching once again. 
    A good, old-fashioned breakfast! That sounds amazing!
    I walked over to the mirror that was hung above the dresser in the corner of the room. I reached up and pulled my dark hair into a ponytail. Then I stepped over to the small bathroom at the opposite end of the room and brushed my teeth. I was still wearing my pajamas, which consisted of sweat pants and a t-shirt, but I didn't think anybody would mind if I wore that to family breakfast. 
    After wiping the sleep from my eyes, I turned and began walking toward the bedroom door to go out and catch up with every one. But before I could even put my hand on the handle, someone knocked on the opposite side.
    "Honey, are you awake?" 
    It was my mother. I chuckled as I opened the door. She was standing there in the doorway with an unusually large smile on her face. Her eyes were lit up and she looked happier than I had ever seen her. Of course, I just immediately assumed that she must have gotten laid the night before. 
    "Yeah, I just got up, Mom," I said. "I can't believe how well I slept here. It's so quiet." 
    My mom stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. I cocked my head to the side, giving her a funny look. 
    "Is everything okay?" I asked
    She nodded eagerly and her smiled seemed to grow. 
    "Everything is incredible, Emily!" she squealed. 
    She grabbed my hands and jumped up and down a few times as she let out her excited energy. 
    "Richard is amazing!" she continued. 
    Her excitement was contagious and I found myself smiling along with her. 
    "I'm so happy for you, Mom," I said. "I'm glad things are working out with him so far." 
    My mom let out a contented sigh and then led me over to the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed and then motioned me to sit next to her. 
    "I have some really crazy news that I need to share with you," she said. 
    "What is it, Mom?"
    She paused for a second, her eyes locked with mine. 
    "Emily..." she said. "Richard proposed to me last night." 
    There was no way that I had heard her correctly. 
    "What?" I asked. “Did you just say what I think you said?”
    My mom nodded. 
    "He proposed, honey," she said, with her smile as wide as I had ever seen it. 
    Oh, my God...
    My eyes widened and my lips parted from shock. I stayed silent for a few seconds, just letting her words absorb into my mind. 
    Richard proposed? But they just met each other! 
    "Mom..." I said, hesitantly. "Are you serious?" 
    She shrugged and then responded, "Yes, honey. That's not something that I would joke around about." 
    If she hadn't looked so happy, I probably would have tried to talk some sense to her. But Jesus, I hadn't seen her that joyous in my whole life. How could I take that away from her? 
    "Richard proposed..." I said, slowly shaking my head in shock. "And what did you say?" 
    Mom held her left hand up, showing off her new diamond ring. 
    "I said yes," she responded, matter-of-factly. 
    I didn't even really know how to respond. I was floored. I mean I knew that my mom was sometimes a rash person, but not usually with something as big as marriage. But