Cut OffChapter 3
When I started telling Melly about the embryonic village just east of Branson I saw her eyes glitter. She became more and more excited. As her excitement grew my mood fell. I did my best to hide it. I felt that I owed her a chance at her own family. For the next month we taught her how to drive the semi and filled it full of bio diesel, as well as a home starter-kit. When she finally left, full of hope and ambition, my life crashed to the floor. I looked around and decided that I didn't...