Luke arrived at the dry cleaners just in time to pick up his monkey suit. He would rather take a beating as to go to this ritzy fund raiser this evening, but it meant a lot to Kathy so he would go. She loved raising money for good causes and this was indeed a good cause. People around town called Kathy an angel because she was always helping someone with something. He just wished she would help him with their marriage. He really missed the closeness they used to have.

Kathy was in good spirits when he walked in the house. She was dressed and looked as ravishing as he’d ever seen her. “Wow! You look nice Baby.” He smiled. She turned and saw he had his suit and breathed a sign of relief and babbled on about who was going to be there and how prominent they were. He loved seeing her eyes sparkle like that. Heading to the shower he heard her shout to hurry, they couldn’t be late.

People were already everywhere when they arrived. Escorting his wife into the party they were greeted by many people he did not know. All seemed to know Kathy. He felt rather out of place with his tanned face and white forehead. Farmer’s tan is what they called it. Too many days with a cap on basking in the sun in the fields while planting and spraying the crops that provided their income. Attempting to find something useful to do he excused himself to retrieve a couple of drinks for Kathy and him.

Working his way through the crowd with two drinks in his hands he could see her on the other side of the room. Sparkling like a diamond. She was indeed a gorgeous lady and he was so proud that she was his wife. Just as he approached her and the lady she was talking to he was just about the proudest man on earth- until the words of their conversation touched his ears. What he heard cut him to his very core, his very being. He nearly dropped the two drinks in his hands. The woman had politely asked Kathy what her husband did. Kathy dropped her head and with a flushed, embarrassed face she said, “Oh, he’s just a farmer.”