This story takes place in 2018. I ran into my distant cousin Isabelle who I hadn't seen in ten years. I was twenty two at the time. A little backstory, my cousin Isabelle is three years younger than me, making her nineteen at the time. My name is Quinton, but I go by Q. I'm born and raised in southeastern Louisiana. I'm six foot two and weigh about two hundred and thirty pounds. I have a solid build from working machine m...