My night with Sarah changed all that. She wanted me for what I was – and to make me happy, while expecting nothing from me. All she wanted to show m... was that she loved me. As I lay thinking about last night, tears of joy ran down my cheeks.I went off to the bathroom for the obvious and to wipe away my tears. When I returned to Sarah’s bed, she was still sleeping, but what a sight. It had been warm during the night and Sarah had shed her bedcovers. She was spread-eagled on the bed, naked. Her. A red glow is streaming past the cracks in of the wooden walls of the barn, warming your cheeks. You blink a few times to rid yourself of your drowsiness."Oh, no!" You realize what's just happened. You had fallen asleep in the hay of the cow barn. You were supposed to milk the cows before sunset and you have managed to milk no more than a bucket full before deciding to rest your head a bit. The landlady will surely scold you once she finds out you have been sleeping instead of doing your proper. And after watching him struggle, I knew I had to helphim."I looked at her again and saw an incredulous look of disbelief on herface, but I waited for her to respond before saying anything more. Sheturned in her seat to face me and I could feel her gaze almost burningstraight through me as she examined me really closely, trying to see ifI was lying. "So, you're not only a guy, but you're from some... someother 'place' where everything's different." Not everything... there's a lot of. Moments later he returned with our breakfast.Keying off Adam and Walt's last name, Jonson, Nate had prepared a Swedish breakfast special. Most of it rested on three glass and stainless steel tea carts, each at one corner of the table. At the fourth corner, Nate stood behind a portable range and proudly announced his creation."This mawnin' we have four traditional Swedish drinks," he began. "First is Kaffe (the Swedish word for coffee) fresh ground from Zoégas brand Ekologiskt Odlat-100% Organic.