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

the dying bees, and the old Latin prophecy was a lie.

Arthur had paid him to make me afraid, using the town’s own money to buy the very land they planned to sell for millions.

The aquifer beneath my feet was the only thing they wanted.

I looked down at the silver bee pendant around my neck, holding the cool metal against my palm in continue reading …