The weathered gray cedar siding was missing three boards beside the front door frame.

The porch roof sagged three inches to the left where a timber post had rotted at the ground.

The weeds came up to the truck’s bumper when Nate pulled up beside the well pump.

Nate shut off the engine and reached under the bench seat for his heavy flashlight.

“Nobody has lived here since old man Miller died in November,” Nate said.

He stepped out into the dry weeds and walked toward the front steps without a word.