The Acceptable Alpha

[Madison]

Moran turned down a dirt road. A quarter mile down the road, was a large gate attached to a high stone wall. He hit a box on the sun-visor and the gate opened for us. We continued through a thin, man-made wood. Two large trees marked the end of the drive and the beginning of the yard. Moran pulled up to the house so we wouldn’t have to carry the luggage as far.