Melissa's face was ten years old, but it looked to her as if it was eight, and she found that extremely frustrating. Why couldn't she...

In a field. On the edge of a town. In a country. It doesn't matter which. Something was going on: something unusual. My eyes were opened...

It was Wednesday. It was wet too. The skies were spitting out wetness from their huge black clouds, and Melissa was not happy about it....