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A Girl With No Country: Chapter 1
A young reporter works on her first major crime story as someone on the other side of the country takes an interest in her.
Chapter One
As rain poured from the heavens and the ground struggled to soak up water fast enough, people slept in their beds, unaware of the world outside. That was if they were lucky enough to be asleep and not haunted by insomnia, ghosts, or the past. Some were awake, hearing the thunder, watching the rain trickle down their windows, and unknowingly seeing the future. That was the story for at least one person.
As the clock struck four, Evelyn stared out into the world of the oblivious. They were all covered in the darkness of night, blanketed by a near-constant cover of charcoal gray floating clouds above. She sat on the ledge, watching the rain streak down the glass, sipping her coffee, and wondered when anyone in Icers Grove last saw sunlight. They’d been under storm watches and warnings for the past several weeks.
It was a truly miserable time to be in the city that attracted her after college. The town of barely one hundred thousand was quaint. It didn’t have modern amenities like a larger metropolitan area. The town offered charming restaurants, a theater, a drive-in theater, a small shopping area…
