I almost never spent time thinking about money or being rich, but one day, for some reason, I just let my mind wander more than usual and wondered what would happen if some plain, everyday sort of guy would suddenly find that he was rich beyond belief Peaceful Valley is about a kid named Abalardo Edwardo Marlow. His father, an Irish/English, was a horse doctor officer in the US Cavalry. His mother was full-blooded Native American Indian. After losing both his parents at an early age, he lived alone in a shack using the survival skills his mother had taught him with Indian know-how. This is not a very original idea, probably used hundreds of times before. But I figured it might be fun to work into a short story. So I sat down at the table with an old tablet and a pen. Once I started, I couldn't stop Everything seemed to fall into place, even the characters and their names.