The Happy Place
The year was 1997. It was a warm Sunday afternoon, here in Hullybeck town. The birds were chirping, the cows were mooing and the sun was shining. Just an ordinary day in an ordinary town. Hullybeck was no different from any other town, other than it being very monotonous. All the folks here seemed very miserable: none of the adults had a good-paying job or a happy marriage, most of them were forced to live here because of some imbroglio. Not only did the adults look sorrowful, but the kids here weren’t jumping out of joy either (they probably inherited that from their parents).