She’s a loon. The old woman actually thinks she feels pain from radio and television waves, telephone and electric lines—pouring through the walls of her decrepit house on Mill Hill. Except now you know, she is under nightly attack, and she may not be so crazy at all. In fact, that ramshackle mansion of hers could very well go up in flames tonight.
You know now.
You may be the only one who really knows now, but you’ve hated her whole family your whole damned life. High Ground on Amazon