The winds whipped through the trees in a funnel and tossed the five rocking chairs over and off the deck. “Has this happened before?” A response came quick, without emotion: “We get tornadoes … if you don’t want to stay for the tour, head back the way you came and through the gift shop.” I will stay. As we entered the main parlour, the oil patriarch looking down, with the Napoleon hand, resting obvious in his vest. “No one knows where the china is made, probably Louisiana.” I thought it would be funny if they were stamped, ‘made in China’. “We found a broken plate during an excavation. One of the McGavock children must have broken a plate and tried to hide it, that’s what I think, and it probably worked.”
The Smell of Blood
The Smell of Blood
The Smell of Blood
The winds whipped through the trees in a funnel and tossed the five rocking chairs over and off the deck. “Has this happened before?” A response came quick, without emotion: “We get tornadoes … if you don’t want to stay for the tour, head back the way you came and through the gift shop.” I will stay. As we entered the main parlour, the oil patriarch looking down, with the Napoleon hand, resting obvious in his vest. “No one knows where the china is made, probably Louisiana.” I thought it would be funny if they were stamped, ‘made in China’. “We found a broken plate during an excavation. One of the McGavock children must have broken a plate and tried to hide it, that’s what I think, and it probably worked.”