The little house sat alone in the middle of the meadow. The paint was peeling, and the windows were broken out, but other than that it was in remarkably good shape.
The nearby lake had dried up, and the roads had all been destroyed by the storms. It was a miracle they had found it at all.
Michael looked to the sky. He hoped they could make it there in time.
The nearby lake had dried up, and the roads had all been destroyed by the storms. It was a miracle they had found it at all.
Michael looked to the sky. He hoped they could make it there in time.
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