First message
school was finally over, and summer break was about to start. After a whole year of Piper begging me to stay for the summer, I folded. I would’ve been fine with staying for the summer at pipers house. If pipers house was a normal house. But it wasn’t. She lived on a farm. Farm as in stables, and horses, and cattle, and chickens, and haystacks, and grass, and the sun. I brought almost 5 suitcases of pure necessities. I was definitely going to end summer traumatized. And worst of all? No wifi.