One fine summer morning at about 3 Wynter layed awake pondering life, and love.
What am I living for? Does love exist? Why did I give up my dream? and so on.
Wynter Being a strong willed, sassy, hard working young woman of about 20
kept to herself most of the time, mostly becuase she lived 60 miles from the nearest town and about 160 from a big city.
She was a typical Country kid who never lost her adverturous spirit.
But She was far from perfect, in many ways.
she gave up her dream of becoming a singer at about 15 because she decided regardless of what people say she can't sing,
she can barely turn on a radio.
So she decided she would work, save money and in a year or two Buy Some land and an old silver bullet trailer house
she needed the land first of all to run her 10 head of simmental cows on the trailer can come a little bit later.
She would jokingly say she only needed a big enough house for her and "About 30 cats"
She had come to the conclusion love doesn't exists and there were no good men so she only needed enough of everything for her and "about 20 cats" she would say in a joking manner.
She suffered from being lonesome but would tell herself it was just part of life.
The adult life being far more expencive than she had anticipated it was taking a great deal longer than she had thought it would to get her place.
She would grumble to herself about her problems and why she is so lucky as to have them and the damn sun was too hot.
But it was what she had to do to make it through this chapter of life.
Now Wynter has a friend named jamie whom lives in the cloesest Town of Elkford.
She almost never gets to see her but they're close enough they pick it up right where they left off.
Jamie was a pretty, bonde haired, skinny, flirty girl with the biggest blue eyes.
She worked at the Local restuant as a waitress and a damn good one at that.
But they got along well, Most of the time
even though the Cuteness of Jamie drove Wynter half crazy on occasion.