Fracked
“Their two-story brick house was pitch-black.
Fortunately, given Texas’ tendency for volatile weather, John had the good sense to invest in a generator a few years ago.
John pulled the pick-up along the dirt driveway, stopped in front of the carport, and shut off the engine. He squeezed the steering wheel and stared down at the dash with a frown.
Rebecca stared at him.
John sighed.
“They were dead… They were all dead,” John said, closing his eyes. “They had kids in the house, Becky… Kids…”
His voice trailed off.
Rebecca blinked and shook her head, frowning.
“…how did they get sick if they weren’t downtown?” she asked.
“This… whatever it is… it’s in the ground and polluting the wells,” he muttered. “I saw it coming out of the sink…”
Rebecca stared in silence for a few moments.
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