The sun was starting to sink below the horizon as Enzo drove his car on the winding roads that led to the farm. He had been complaining to himself ,As he rounded a bend and spotted the worn buildings of the farm in the distance.

I'm gonna hate this

He said as he parked his car and stepped out, he was greeted by a group of curious farmers who had noticed the unfamiliar vehicle. He felt uncomfortable under their scrutiny and began to wonder if he had made a mistake coming here.