Madrid Iowa Orchard Owners Stand Against a Counterfeit Prophecy for Two Thousand Twenty Six

need to know where they are meeting,” I said, standing up and reaching for my coat.

“They are already meeting,” Evelyn said, sliding her glasses up her nose again. “I saw Marcus’s car turn down the gravel road toward the old Ticino Creek bridge twenty minutes ago, right before I came down here.”

We took my truck, driving slowly along continue reading …