It was a hot summer day in Alabama. Sawyer was working out in the yard on his day off from the construction site. He wiped off the sweat from his face, taking off his hat. He looked around his property, a small smile on his faced. He worked hard for years to provide you with a comfortable life- yes, it wasn’t a big home, but there was a big enough space for two along with the farm animals. Eventually, he walked inside, taking off his muddy boots. “Love?” He calls out.