Olivia could see the little farmhouse now, complete with a barn behind. It wasn’t a ranch, and there were no cattle grazing here. There was a little patch of vegetables closer to the house, all of which looked almost ready to harvest. She could smell smoke rising from the house, and it did smell as good as Pear Butter had described. Maybe she was right. “You don’t think… L-Luna will come looking for me, will she?”