The two brothers went down to the farm to see how the crops were coming along.
Both the brothers were sowhat injured, but they could both walk along fine, so they went down the farm checking everything.
The crops weren’t in the best condition, with amateur work being clear everywhere. But the Dulls had done their best with regard to what was written in the text that was given to every Dull to help them grow the different crops.
There was even an empty plot of land on each person’s farm where they could test out stuff before moving on to the rest of the farms.
The crops were laid either too closely, or too far apart. So weren’t put in straight, and instead sideways, but that wouldn’t hurt the crops as much.
After going through the farm, the two brothers realized that they didn’t have to worry about the crops for now. They were in the stage where the entire farmland was filled with water so the grains would take so ti to grow before they had to physically intervene.
Stanley wouldn’t have to start working just yet it seed.
Bradley waved to his friends near the veil when they arrived at the edge of the farm. They talked for a little bit, the others teasing and congratulating Bradley for not having to work around the veil anymore.
"I’m still a defender, guys. I still work here, albeit not as much as before," Bradley said.
"Yeah, but that will change once you beco the mayor in 10 days," the others said. "You have what? 4 days of Veil duty in total?"
"3," Bradley said. "The last one is 2 days before I beco the mayor."
"Right," the n said. "Speaking of which, I heard George tried to kill you. Is that true?"
Bradley nodded. "And he might have even succeeded had my brother not been there," he said.
Stanley was standing so distance away, so the others only looked at him and did not say anything. After a bit of talk, Bradley finally walked away from the other Defenders and returned back to his brother.
"Let’s go back," he said, and Stanley nodded. The two of them walked up the farm, arriving back at the house.
The chickens needed feeding, so Stanley went to get so feed from the storage. Bradley helped him change the water, and then together they went to deal with the pigs, which needed to be fed as well.
The two brothers reminisced about the ti in their youth when they would help their mother with these tasks. Ever since they were old enough to know that their mother needed help, they would aid whenever they could.
They rembered the tis when they were helpful, then they rembered the ti when they were more trouble than help.
Bradley rembered the one ti Stanley slipped on the pig’s dung and completely ruined his newly bought clothes.
Stanley rembered the one ti when Bradley accidentally released one of the chickens and had to run around the entire farm trying to catch it.
Fond mories erged one after another as the two brothers dealt which problems that were both familiar and nostalgic. They laughed rembering each other’s goofy actions in the past, they teared up rembering the sadness, and smiled when they rembered how happy they used to be.
Stanley smiled the widest he had in a very long ti as he talked with his brother about everything.
Doing so helped him understand sothing very important that he had taken for granted for the past 6 months.
His mother was dead, yes, but his brother was still alive. All was not lost just yet. He still had soone he loved just as much as he did his brother.
Bradley couldn’t have been happier seeing his brother smile the way he did. Maybe, maybe this was going to help get rid of the nightmare that haunted his dreams most nights these days.
They sat on the back porch, the sun closing in on the veil at the top. White clouds flew in the sky, providing shade to the two brothers as the rays would their faces this ti around without it.
It was hot nonetheless, but they had just washed themselves in the stream, so the breeze helped them stay cool.
The two stayed there, not talking but simply enjoying the ti together. They watched the grass move in the distance, birds chirping from trees nearby, and enjoy the silence that ca with being in a place with no other humans around them.
Even the chicken and pigs were silent as they were resting after eating what was given to them.
"This truly feels amazing, doesn’t it?" Bradley asked.
Stanley nodded but said nothing. He simply enjoyed it.
As ti went along, sothing changed inside of him. It was as if sothing that had frozen up for a long ti had started thawing and sothing that he didn’t think he would desire for a while longer slowly ca to him.
He questioned himself if this was what he wanted or not as it all felt so surreal. But the truth was, he did. He did want what his heart was asking for. He was ready.
"I think I’m ready," Stanley said to his brother.
Bradley turned around, slightly confused. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "Ready for what?"
Stanley took a deep breath and said, "I think I’m ready to go et Mom."
Bradley’s eyes widened slightly as a smile ford on his face. "You really want to go et Mom?" he asked.
Stanley nodded. He was sure he wanted this.
He had co to terms with his mother’s death, and the pain he felt for her loss had lessened as well. So, it was ti to talk to her one last ti, to say goodbye and let her go.
Bradley hugged his brother with a tight grip. "Good," he said. "Let’s go talk to mom."
Then, the two brothers got up from the porch and left for the cetery where their mother’s ashes were buried.
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