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I was just stepping out of the shed fro the door behindWhen I had o, I wanted it to make as little impact on thethere was to enjoy it for what it was But when it caotiable, one of theravel

There weren’t many roads in the area, just a couple of main access points that branched out into the private roads leading to ho properties Some of the ones closer to toere just made up of dirt and paveravel on ainst soes that could come from nature, namely snow and rain

The gravel helped prevent erosion, so the roads didn’t wash out during major summer stor snowfall Whenever tires rolled over the gravel, it would send up a crunching sound, announcing the arrival of anyone who ht venture close, which I considered an added bonus

I walked a bit further into the yard to peek at who had arrived, but I had a good feeling I already kneho it was As soon as the truck came into view, I smiled

Brett rolled down hisand stuck his head out to look at me

“Afternoon, Aiden,” he said “I got beer”

“You sure do know the best ways to start conversations”

Brett laughed and threw the truck into park Rolling up his , he opened the door and hopped out, a case of beer in hand It was good stuff too One of the nice things about being near mountains was all the hipsters who insisted on ht not have understood the whole ironic lifestyle thing, but I could appreciate a full-bodied beer with the best of them

“I had to go down into town today,” Brett said “Figured I could grab a case and co”

“I’rounds toward the front porch “I’ve been chopping wood and pulling stuff froood drink”

“I forget, do you have satellite?”