Prologue Swoooosh! The cool wind from the Rocky Mountains blew through the tall grass in the field. An old, broken wooden fence rattled. A man and a woman with black hair stood in front of a worn-out wooden house. A 3-year-old boy toddled over and stood behind them. "…Are you sure this is the right place?" "Uh, maybe?" "John!" "I don...
Prologue Swoooosh! The cool wind from the Rocky Mountains blew through the tall grass in the field. An old, broken wooden fence rattled. A man and a woman with black hair stood in front of a worn-out wooden house. A 3-year-old boy toddled over and stood behind them. "…Are you sure this is the right place?" "Uh, maybe?" "John!" "I don't know either!" All he remembered was what his late grandfather once said: “If you want to change your life, come to this place.” The man was in his twenties, Asian, with tattoos all over his body. The woman next to him, also in her twenties, had her face full of piercings and her eyes sparkled. "You mean the rich grandfather, right?" "Yeah." He had memories of riding around in a car with a chauffeur when he was very young. If only his father hadn’t blown all
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