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The Farmer never really got anything exciting in the mail.
Sometimes, she would get little gifts from the other people in town - Jodi would sometimes squeeze a few boxes of fertilizer in her mailbox, she would get batteries from Pam (who would immediately ask for them back so she wouldn't have to get up to change the channel on the TV), and once Shane stuffed an entire pizza in there. Overall, though, nothing exciting ever found its way into her mailbox.
Until, that is, one morning when she checked her mail, and a bomb rolled out.
It was just a small cherry bomb, similar to the ones she made herself, but the fact that it had been in her mailbox made her scream and jump backwards. Underneath it was a note, which she gingerly picked off the ground.
Hello, Farmer,
This item was collecting dust in the toolshed. I figured you might be able to use it.
Kent
She shuddered involuntarily. Of course it came from Kent. But why would he send her a bomb?
Then she remembered the dinner she had gone to at his house. She had been invited over by Sam, Kent's son and her boyfriend, and Kent had sat and silently stared at her the whole time with narrowed eyes. She voiced concern about it to Sam immediately after dinner in his bedroom, but she was brushed off.
"My dad has PTSD from the war," Sam had explained, waving his hand dismissively. "That's just how he is now."
She clapped a hand to her head. Oh no.
He was threatening her. That was the only explanation. He didn't like that she was dating his son, and instead of voicing concern, he was sending her bombs in the mail.
What a mess.
Kent threw more items into the pile behind him. The shed was almost empty, but he was sure he had more of what he was looking for laying around.
In his youth, bomb making was something of a hobby for him. He crafted all kinds - he mostly made cherry bombs, but he had a few bigger ones laying around. Now that he was older and had kids, he knew he had to give up that phase of his life and pass them on to someone who could use them.
He was looking for one of these when his wife interrupted him.
"What are you doing, honey?" she asked. He looked behind him to answer her.
"Sam told me about the Farmer going into the mines," he explained. "I thought she could use some bombs!"
He rooted around some more until his hand hit metal. He pulled out a large, red megabomb.
"Ha-ha!" he said, holding it up to show off to Jodi triumphantly. "Found it. She'll make great use of this."
Jodi frowned a little. "Are you just walking up and giving these to her?"
"Of course not," he chuckled. "I'm sending them in the mail. I just wanted to let her know I think she's the bomb!"