.x.you drive down a twisting driveway with overgrown brush scrapping against the car door. barely any sunlight breaks through the dense canopy so it is wise to use your headlights. after what seems to be eternity, you reach a small clearing with a little white farm house in the middle. a girl of nine-teen steps out of the shelter and onto the damp grass. she waves and begins to hang her laundry on the line that is supported by two saplings. a white canine comes loping up the driveway, her stomach larger then usual. her tail wags in a blur as she greets you.x. sleepy valley ranch
