The Fields Beyond Hope
Chapter One: The Broken Fence
The sun rose slow and gold over the fields, painting the morning with soft light. Emma Thompson stood on the front porch of their old farmhouse, her boots sinking slightly into the damp earth. The boards creaked beneath her as she watched her breath curl in the chilly air. Behind her, the small house groaned with the sound of pipes and the faint rattle of wind through thin walls.
