Episode 3: Down on the Ranch

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Episode 3: Down on the Ranch


Texas


Ben drove the van from the main road of Texas onto a dirt road, where the address said to go.


"This it?" Darius asked as they got close to a ranch.


"I think so." Ben said as he pulled in front of Sammy's ranch. He put the car in park, as Darius got out admiring the field. He took a deep inhale looking towards the house. Ben got out of the driver seat.


"Okay, we get in, tell Sammy what's up, get her to come with us, and get out." Ben explained.


"The direct approach." Darius said. "I like it. No need to confuse her by easing into it and talking about the weather like you did with me."


"It is really humid here." Ben joked.


"Let's just make it quick so we can get back on the road." Darius said walking towards the door.


"So you do believe we're being hunted." Ben said.


"Okay, look, I wouldn't go that far, but it can't hurt to be careful." Darius said when he suddenly perked his head up. "Is that the hay?"


Darius covered his nose while Ben sniffed the air.


"That's not what hay smells like. It smells like..." Ben said before gasping. "Smoke."


The two ran towards the front door where smoke was leaking through the bottom. The two covered their mouths as the opened the door.


"Sammy?!" Darius yelled.


"Sammy?!" Ben screamed spotting a figure through the smoke.


"What's all the shouting?"


The smoke cleared revealing Sammy Gutierrez holding a pitch fork. She stared at Darius and Ben in shock before gasping. Darius and Ben smiled as Sammy squealed and hugged the two tightly.


"Ow." Ben said as Sammy let the two go.


"Sorry about the smoke. I burnt my pie but the backup's already in the over." Sammy said. "Always make a backup."


She smiled and hugged the two tightly again, crushing their ribs.


"Nice to see you." Darius said strained.


"Ugh, same!" Sammy exclaimed. "But I remember hugging y'all being a lot easier. "Thankfully I have practice form hugging Patrick."


Sammy grab both their shoulder's and led them to her kitchen.


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