Your home town was small, like only a couple thousand residents small and you lived for any excuse to come home. So when your mom rang and said your sister was having a hard time with her breakup you jumped on the first flight back home. There was a natural break in touring and your manager signed off on you going home. It was perfect, home and your sister needed you. You’d be there in a heartbeat. Your sister was broken hearted, not only from the breakup with her now ex boyfriend, but because there was rumours part of the town was being sold up to put up a shopping mall. It was a disgrace, while you didn’t want to be opposed to change you had to agree with your sister and most of the towns folk. The land around here couldn’t be sold off and modernised, it was the rural beauty that made town home.