"I've been coming to this farm since I was little. It's never been this quiet." Leslie would grip the wheel of the truck, knuckles whitening, as she drove up the narrow street with familiar ease.
Jon sat in the passenger side while Nikki rode on the bed of the red truck. The driveway was an uneven layer of gravel that forced the woman to drive slowly lest create a hazard as the gravel rolled beneath her wheels. The road led up to the front of the main house. A wooden fence surrounded most of the property with chicken mesh wires stabled into the posts to keep in the chicken and keep out the foxes. The yards were separated by gates and narrow, muddy walkways which were rather confusing for the uninitiated.
Jon looked out the window, moving to stop out of the truck as Leslie parked. "He li
