Brad
Brad straightened his shirt and ran a hand through his hair. He was finally going on a date with Daisy, and he didn"t want to mess it up.
He"d known she was special from the day they"d met. They"d only been children, sure, but his Dad had already told him about mates, and how one day he"d find his own. And Daisy was it, he was sure. It was why he"d never had a steady girlfriend through school, or college for that matter. There was no point in faking it with the others for too long when he already knew who his life partner was.
He stepped out of his front door, glad that his Dad was out at his weekly poker game and wasn"t around to see his son leave; otherwise there"d be questions that Brad didn"t want to answer quite yet.
He strode down the path and towards Daisy"s childhood farmh
