“You’ve been amazed by my garden and I love that you enjoy it so much. And I feel like we’re getting a lot closer lately and I am starting to develop feelings for you snd I want you to know me better and … this is really scary to say …”

“Hey, I love you too.”

“Um.”

“Wha what were you going to say?”

“I, uh, love you.”

“I mean, I do love you, or I’m starting to, and that’s why I thought you should know more about me. I don’t want to scare you and that’s why this is so scary for me. And I need to trust you and I do, but can you promise me that I can trust you.”

“Trust me to what? I don’t know what you’re going to tell me and I’m getting kinda freaked out. And we’ll, now you have to tell me or I’ll assume the worst.”

“Why would you assume the worst when you just claimed to love me. And what is the worst for you?”

“ I don’t know. Did you kill someone or something?”

“I … have a special power. “

“The power to freak me out?!?”

“No, it’s uh weather related. I can make rain when I need it.”

“Is this a metaphor or do you do some kind of crazy rain dance?”

“Neither! And I’m not crazy!”