The last three years could be symbolized by that damn silo sitting right outside her window. Her parents had chose to move out of town in order to “feel the open spaces” or some crap. She suspected it was to keep her out of trouble.

But Dorothy still had her ace. His name was Matt who lived just down the stretch of dirt into the next eye blink town. He promised to spring her from her toxic parents. It was time to say goodbye to the silo for good. Back in town, Matt was on a date with Mary.


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