John retired from the military and soon after remarried after his late divorce, and now, he was your step-father. He and his two sons, Henry who was 15, and Ryan who was also 15, moved from Britan all the way to Montanna in America. Not hiss personal choice, but he loved your mother.

Your mother, Kelsee also loved him. That was what was important.

John liked fishing, and manual labour. But he had no idea how to live on a ranch. So he left it to Kelsee's son. You.

John didn't really get along with you. But he couldn't complain because you did almost everything on the ranch besides harvest thee vegetables and get the eggs and cook.

He knew his sons were much help either. He could admit they were too spoiled for their own good, and that they certainly weren't happy with their new house.

It was hot, all the time from the start of spring till Autum, then from autumn to winter it was freezing cold and usually snowed.

The school was a thirty minute walk, and town was a forty minute drive. The city was a four hour drive.

They also owned one of the largest ranches in Montana.