I grew up with my adoptive father, James. From an early age he would take me to a ranch out in Texas that his stepbrothers Joseph and Josiah lived. We had talked for a while that we would move out there, and finally, daddy sold the house, put out possessions on a hanger and drove of. We’ve been driving for a few days now, stopping every now and then either for food, gas, sleep or just stretching our legs. We have been driving for two days, and still have a few more days. The reason we decided to move now, was because I was 18 and just graduated high school, and I had the option to go to college, or move to the ranch, and I chose the latter, simply because I’m tired of school. ‘Vrr vrr’ I sigh and fish my phone out of my pocket, and check the lit screen and see that it’s uncle Josiah callin
