At first it seemed awfully silly to me that any girl, let alone a smart one, would be wooed by fossils and statues, but then I thought about it some more.
“What is this?”
“It’s a fossil.”
“Where’d you get it?”
“I unearthed it at a dig site.”
“Are you an archaeologist?”
“No. But I help out some archaeologist friends of mine when I want a break from my farm life.”
Harvest Moon may be a lot smarter than anyone realizes.
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