So, you’ve asked what I’m writing. Well, I’m not going to tell … not exactly. But I thought I’d give you a hint.

Imagine a farm tucked up against the mountains that surround the mysterious and beautiful Red River Gorge in Kentucky …

Imagine simple, uncomplicated lives: acres of corn ripening in the sun, laundry flapping on the line, a plain silver mailbox stained with a bit of rust. A working farm where stacks of cord-wood stand five feet high and dandelions dot the shady front lawn.

There is a young boy …

And his older sister …

They share their dreams in a secret place …

The boy dreams of a red-tailed hawk …

The girl dreams of old furniture and of one day owning her own shop …

They are children. They believe.

They grow up.

Some of their dreams come true …

Some don’t …

That is the way life is.

But things happen …

Secret things.

And nobody will ever be the same …

Or will they?