*Six Years Later
"Don't you think it's a little to hot to be working in the fields for so long. Why don't you come in and rest and I'll make your brother do the rest until sunset?" My father shouted as I ignored him and continued sweeping old rotten crops and stuff the animals had left us. Living on an old farm house in the middle of nowhere in the less known Utah was exactly "living the life". My friend Joseph and I had just finished homeschooling and were planning to move somewhere in Africa as it's always fascinated us with such interesting history as a country.
Nothing ever happened, besides a few tumbleweeds passing here and here which is oh-so interesting. Nobody ever visied, nobody ever moved in, and nobody ever moved out. There was always a reason for something, unless a tragic event happened. Like on November 15th, 2005, Alex Mercy dropped into town. What me and Joseph liked to call her was "New Girl who had no clue what she's doing." Because we knew she honestly had, no clue.
