Older Wincest Where They’re Both In Their 50s And Are Living On Land Somewhere In The Midwest (not

Older Wincest where they’re both in their 50s and are living on land somewhere in the Midwest (not Kansas, never Kansas). The closest town is a 20 minute drive and the closest Walmart is 40. They have a pond where they fish and a small garden where Sam grows too many goddamn squash and zucchini’s every year and they pawn them off to the neighbors. They’ve got chickens who lay too many goddamn eggs that they sell in a stall in the local farmers market (it’s a 20 minute drive further into the sticks). Everyone assumes they’re married and they never dispute the claims. They sit on their wrap-around porch each morning and drink coffee, and they’re only wearing boxers cause there isn’t a single soul that’s driving down their road at 8:37 in the morning. They live, and they love, and it’s easy.