It was a small town in the middle of Korea. People came only to pass through, never to stay. This village was the same as any other small town in South Korea – there was one gas station, a high school where elementary and middle school classes were also taught, an open-air market that was open every Wednesday and a few little convenience stores scattered around the area. They had electricity, but it was used only to light houses, gas stoves, and refrigerators. The building that used the most electricity in the whole town, was the school.Families in this town were typically farmers. Everyone grew their own food, and bought whatever else they needed in the open-air market. Family ties were close, and everybody knew everyone.  The town itself looked a little run-down, the only cemented road being Main Street, where the open-air market was held. There were a few other shops along this road, including small clothing stores, a convenience store, and a couple, family-owned, restaurants. If one was to follow the road, it would lead them straight to the school, which was also family-owned. All other roads in the town were dirt paths.Something special about the town, in its own right, was that they had a great horseback riding arena. A local family had brought in horses relatives had in Jeju and began teaching local kids how to ride. The barn is the most popular hang out in the town, save for Main Street. Every day after school, all the kids would go there, some would ride, some would play with the horses, others would just hangout.The most notable person to come in and move into the town arrived two years previous, and lived in a once broken-down house on the outskirts of the village. Since then, she melded into the normal life of the town. She was very handy, surprisingly, and was called upon daily to fix things in neighbor’s houses. She was quiet and at first, the village was weary of her, but they grew used to her and no one could imagine what life was like before she lived there.            No one knew where she was from, no one knew why she moved there, what her life was like, all they knew was that she had no desire to tell anyone and everyone accepted that. She was like a diamond in the rough, someone who looked like they would never farm, someone who would never get down and dirty. She looked more like a movie star and the whole village was surprised when they learned she fixed the whole house she lived in and borrowed seeds from her closest neighbor to start her own garden.           Soon, she was a very productive member of their little society, and everyone forgot she hadn’t grown up there. She was one of their own in no time.