I thought that having my job ripped from my hands without so much as an hour's notice was the low point of my day. It wasn't.That came later, when my best friend dropped a bomb neither of us were prepared to handle. With zero chance of finding work that could support our lifestyle, we packed our tidy little lives into boxes and ventured hours away to the house my beautiful, late grandmother left in my care.Although Teller, Kentucky was home to me...