The Deadly Deception Of Grandmas Visions
Language: en
Before the wheat was even fully golden, I had the first of Grandma Eliza’s Visits. [Olivia, remember this. A devastating blight is coming this autumn. Planting the wheat will be for nothing. You must sell the green crop as feed now, take the money, and lease a fish farm. It's the only way to save your income!] I managed to convince Mom and Dad to cut the wheat early, selling the green stalks to a local feed mill, and then flood the fields to start a fish farm. But then came the century-level drought. Every single fish fry baked in the sun. We were left with nothing but scorched earth…