Monica's POV
Morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of my parents' country house, accompanied by the enticing aroma of my mother's freshly brewed coffee. Austin bounced around with excitement as my father took him to the small barn for his first cow-milking experience. When they returned, my son proudly carried a blue enamel mug, sporting an adorable milk mustache.
We gathered around the breakfast table, enjoying the symphony of birdsong that surrounded the property. The house was incredibly spacious, with windows that invited both sunlight and fresh country air into every corner.
After breakfast, we explored the grounds. My parents had created a true sanctuary here – a thriving orchard, vegetable garden bursting with produce, a barn housing one gentle cow, two pigs snuffling contentedly in their pen, and a chicken coop where Austin delighted in gathering eggs with my mother.
