Prologue
It was a usual day in the Jaeger household. Dad was out gathering firewood with some buddies in the forest, and Mom was washing the dishes. She had given us the haughty chore of laundry, which my younger brother and I executed with ease. Later, my father came home, with loads of firewood too. My brother, Cole, and I also helped with the more laborious chore of carrying it in the back where it would soon be split and have a purpose. After a quick meal, our parents sent us to bed.