Georgia and Kingston arrived at Grandpa Dario's farm.
Out of all the workers working on grandpa Dario's farm, Georgia knew some of them, but she was not that sure if they were still working for her father at his farm.
"Come on, honey". She said to Kingston, and he entered the farm's area with her.
They met one of grandpa Dario's workers on the way. It was Troy. A very hard-working twenty-seven-year-old man.
He was very tall, like Kingston, and was muscular and sweaty as he had been tending to the horses in the stable.
The white singlet he was wearing wasn't white anymore.
It was a little bit dirty, including the black trousers he was wearing.
His yellow hair that barely touched his shoulders was wet and scattered, making him look like a supermodel, if only he had the opportunity to become one.
