Fertile Valley is known for its good weather, but just like anywhere else, it has its rainy days, and this is one of them. James came home to the two-story house he shared with his darling daughter-wife and would have heard the heavy rain he had just driven through if not for the loud music coming from the living room. He walked into his house with the confidence of a man who had conquered the world, surveying his domain with a straight back and his head held high; he had the posture of a Fertile Valley man. He may have only had one house and two cars, but it was...