An experimental blending of yesterday and today. I received the vintage photo in some advertising junk mail today, and wanted to use it somehow, so I scanned it and cybersurfed for a setting. Then, it needed a story, so here goes..... Many years ago, on a fine, crisp autumn morning, the Byers family set off on a trip to another state to visit distant cousins. They vanished mysteriously, and despite extensive searches, not one of them nor their automobile was ever seen again. Legend has it, so the locals say, sometimes on crisp autumn evenings, if they look to the road that runs through the valley, they hear a motor car, and seem to see the phantom car and the Byers on their way. So, if you happen to be in Byers' Valley on a crisp autumn evening, look toward the road and ...... who knows what you might see!