This is a story of Sim Long. Sim was simple. She had a kid, it died. Gave up on kids, then continued on with her life. Since she is simple though, she is quick and neat. Sim loves being organized. Sim loves pie. Sim feels its the most organized food of them all. With nothing interesting to note let us go to the end.
In her final years of life she finished her pies, returned the snares and peacefully died.
Here is what her camp looked like: