The evening was perfect—a gentle breeze, warm colors painting the sky, and the quiet ranch settling into dusk. I leaned against the fence, taking in the sunset, feeling a sense of …
The evening was perfect—a gentle breeze, warm colors painting the sky, and the quiet ranch settling into dusk. I leaned against the fence, taking in the sunset, feeling a sense of …
The evening was perfect—a gentle breeze, warm colors painting the sky, and the quiet ranch settling into dusk. I leaned against the fence, taking in the sunset, feeling a sense of …
