“Are you sure you didn’t imagine it, Eve?” she completely dumbfounded me by asking. “Did you fall asleep at the river and dream it perhaps? It sounds pretty far fetched you know, even to me and I’m a firm believer in the supernatural.” “Teri, how do you imagine a tornado and being attacked by a killer swarm of insects?” “Good thing they weren’t those killer bees that are supposed to be headed this way from somewhere in South America,” she snorted. No she wasn’t actually laughing at the ordeal I had just barely survived! “If you could see the bug bites and stings covering my entire body, you wouldn’t think it was my imagination and you damn sure wouldn’t think it was funny!” I snapped, finding it hard to control my rising anger. I mean, honestly, I could have easily died in the cornfield and she found that humorous? “Oh, chill out. It was just a ghost sighting.
