Chapter 1Red rain!
When the red drops continued to fall all around her, she reached up, rubbed her face, and then looked at the smear of red death on her hand. Seeing it put her in shock until she realized it was the blood of a pig, and shouted, “Carl! My God, do you have to do that now? It stinks, and the blood of that poor pig is gettin’ all over my clean clothes!”
“Sorry Miz McClure, but it’s gotta be done before me and the boys leave.” He stopped for a moment, wiped his sweat, and looked up into a white sky. “Unusual weather we’re havin’ for this time of year. No wind to speak of. Slaughterin’s best done in cold weather, you know. Don’t smell so bad then.”
“I ain’t never seen a hot spell hang on so long,” she answered back as she took a wet rag from out of her wash, wiped the blood
