It was a usual August day in Jackson, the breeze was nice and warm, and the orange tree leaves were a sight for sore eyes.

You had been sitting on your porch for awhile now, just observing the peaceful town. It was a huge contrast to what the rest of the world had become.

You saw a familiar face in the distance until he was right on your porch taking a seat next to you.

"Hey, kiddo. How ya' been?"