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The wind brought in the black clouds from the southwest, blocking the morning sun. The sky opened up and what started as a few drops of rain quickly became a downpour. Madie grabbed her cup from the table on the deck and went inside for a refill. Standing by the picture window, she stared out into the storm.
Distant thunderclaps were followed by lightning strikes that lit up the darkened sky. I wonder if it had rained last night if I’d have experienced any nightmares. It hasn’t rained in weeks since my past life regression session. Even expanding my search, I haven’t found out anything more about Tara. I’m at a standstill.
Madie focused on the farm fields across the road. The farmers will be happy with the much-needed water. At that moment, a strange thing happened. The fields began
