The red sign says "Little House in the Deep Forest," and this is where I like to sleep when I go to visit my dad. Inside, there's a bunk and a wood stove. And there's one small window over a tiny built-in desk that my dad sometimes uses for reloading cartridges. I usually sweep his stuff to one side and set up my laptop. I wrote several chapters of Daniel's Walk while visiting there one summer. It's quiet, with only the sound of the insects and birds. You can hear a rabbit move in the woods outside, and, sometimes, a truck going by on the highway a mile away.