Last night, a plane crashed.
Flight 402, carrying 72 passengers, fell right into Mr. Doll's wheat-field, with no survivors. There was general chaos, what with the news reporters and the cameras. Our whole town is shaken up very badly. Nobody ever thought this would happen, and certainty not here. Nothing ever happens here.
But nobody believes that I saw three planes falling, one after the other, the night before the crash.
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The Cracks in my Mind
ParanormaalThe small town of Lelinda, in rural Kansas, is quiet and well-mannered. Nothing interesting ever happens here. Everybody knows everyone else. The only apparent problem is the two-year drought that won't go away. But 12 year-old Ashley Taylor can s...
