Sam POV
Crosswinds. Another dead place for me.
After the disastrous stay in Hillwoods, I had decided to rent a house instead. No more apartments to avoid pesky and intruding neighbors.
During the trip, I browsed on real estate websites and checked on houses for rents. Instantly, I saw a bungalow resting on top of a small hill. It was of decent price, not that I didn't have enough money to begin with. If I were to buy the place, I would have to buy a car to go to and from work, unless I found one nearby. But by the looks of the place, there wouldn't be any human living within a few miles radius.
I asked myself if I have to go to work. I didn't have to work for money.
The next minutes were spent thinking of what I should do with my life. Sorrow was about to seep through my veins when
