Finally, after some time, the quad we were riding came to a stop. I exhaled a breath of relief, glad we didn't die. I will be happy if we never ride one of these again after today. Trevor got off first and helped me off as I swung my leg over to the side. We were at the edge of the woods now by a stream of water. I looked around more and saw a house, not just a house but a small log cabin. The front porch was decorated with a porch swing and potted flowers. The front door was painted a dark green, and the windows had dark green shudders. It was a beautiful home.
"Is this your home?" I asked, looking to Trevor, who was smiling ear to ear.
"Yeah. My father built this house for my mother when they were married. They lived here for most of my life," he said, smiling at the fond memories of h
