Olivia
"We're on Clarke land now," the driver tells us. We're out in the wilds of Idaho. There's nothing for miles except for the dark night, and I assume, nature.
"How big is the ranch?" Rosalind asks him.
"I don't know, but definitely thousands of acres. The Clarkes bought out here over a hundred years ago. It's been in the family all that time. But their son travels more than he's here."
"He has a ranch on the property," I tell Rosalind.
"That's true," the driver says. "A few hundred acres on the prettiest land you'll ever see. He set it up to be a horse ranch, but then he got crazy rich and left town. The house is still there. They keep it up nice. Rock was in the same high school class with my brother. I was a couple years ahead, and I went off to the military. Here we are."
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