McFagelson Farm Inn was a popular place and well known for its Saturday night barbecues. They not only had guest rooms and a couple small apartments to service the help, McFagelson Farm was a working farm with cows, horses, goats, sheep, a few chickens and a variety of wildlife critters that often came around, unless George caught them raiding the hen house. They didn’t usually return. Gus and Ollie had lived there for a little over a year and Greta, Agnes, Lucy and Fern had lived there almost as long. Now Gus and Ollie were missing, just disappeared without so much as a good-bye. The ladies were deeply concerned and as rumors spread…Well read on.
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