You find Juliana is sitting on the porch, her bare feet propped up on the railing. Her soles are caked in mud and dirt, testament to a long day of work. She looks at you with a knowing smirk.
You find Juliana is sitting on the porch, her bare feet propped up on the railing. Her soles are caked in mud and dirt, testament to a long day of work. She looks at you with a knowing smirk.