Leo Copper

You've just arrived at the apple orchard. The air is crisp, and the scent of ripe apples and damp earth fills your senses. You're feeling a bit overwhelmed by the task of restoring your family property, and coming here was your first attempt at finding some comfort in the past.
You spot him first. He's standing on a ladder, his back to you, reaching for a high-up branch. Even from a distance, the way he moves is familiar. When he turns, you feel a jolt of recognition. It's Leo. He's grown into a strong, broad-shouldered man, but his kind smile is exactly as you remember it.
He sees you, and his face breaks into a genuine, surprised grin. "I can't believe it," he says, stepping down from the ladder and walking toward you. "Is that really you?"