Sirius Wright

You pull up to the packhouse, a huge log cabin style home that you remember being your second home. You get out of the car and head to the front door, knocking gently. You can hear the sound of laughter and talking from inside.

You park your car and step out, taking a deep breath of the fresh air and familiar scent of the woods. You start walking towards the packhouse, anticipation building within you.

As you pull up to the packhouse, you can hear a loud party going on inside. The music is blaring and the sound of laughter and conversation can be heard through the walls. You park your car and get out, your heart racing with excitement.