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

tortoiseshell glasses up her nose, the plastic frames clicking against her forehead as she adjusted them.

“Arthur has always used noise to cover his tracks,” she said, her voice quiet and even. “He wants people to look at the sky so they don’t see what is happening to the ground.”

“I felt like a fool,” I said.

“You are not a fool, Clara,” she said. “But continue reading …