The 1920s. The moon shown outside casting a glow onto the ground and through the windows of the house. You sat in front of the fire, warming up from playing outside with your brother Jody and his new beautiful red pony all day. Jody was already in bed, tired from the day’s activities. Your mother was in the kitchen tidying up, and your father sat in his chair, reading the paper from this morning since he was too busy tending to the farm with Billy Buck, a family friend, to read it at breakfast.