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

October,” Evelyn said, nodding once as the frosted glass door closed behind the three men, leaving the lobby completely quiet.

“He will not be coming back to the office on Monday.”

I kept my hand on the silver bee pendant at my neck, the cold metal warming against my skin as I thought of how long Arthur had been our neighbor.

“His grandfather helped build continue reading …