Growing in the Dark

When my alarm went off I stretched and slapped the snooze button. To my unbounded surprise, the clock made a cracking sound and the display ceased to display. This was a bad omen. 

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If you happen to be near the small town of Woodchester, visit the schoolhouse and take the northbound trail away from it. This particular path doesn’t seem much different from the others. It leads right through corn fields and cow pastures same as the rest. But what makes this lane special is that it runs right straight past the Parker farm. And about a hundred yards before the Parker farm sits a navy-blue rubber boot. It’s been there for years, almost hidden by the long grass at the side of the trail. But as it is, no one cares to move it because Old Widow Thomas won’t have it moved. She declares that it belongs there.

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