Moonlit Serenade

hnson found herself standing at the water's edge, her violin nestled tenderly against her chest. The melodies she

Willow Creek wasn't just a place; it was her sanctuary, a haven from the tumult of the outsi

ent. Little did she realize that the peaceful rhythms of Willow Creek were on the verge of disruption, for on

in the melody of Willow Creek was poised to unfold, with the arriva