Hear voice was eager, “We HAVE to go in. Something is going to happen there and I KNOW it’s gonna be good.”“Yeah,” John retorted, “They’...l probably be reading about the four young people who were murdered here.” Everybody but Penny laughed.The recurring dream had been one in which she was a little girl of ten years old. She was in a car. They were going to see friends in a town just across the river from a city in West Virginia. They had driven in the car from Frankfurt, Kentucky to the place. Peggy nodded to me to say thanks. Luckily, Mitch was none the wiser.I walked into lunch late, because I'd had to fend off Lisa Felton. She'd gotten it in her head I should take her to the Valentine's Dance on Saturday."What was the reason you couldn't go out with me last spring?" Lisa asked as she slowly moved towards me. She herded me into a corner like I was a frightened colt."My friends told me I couldn't," I admitted.There was no way would tell her they all thought she was a. Then, I went to her and said hi, Smeeta. Then, she also said hi to me and said I am surprised that you were here and we met in such a position. I said that after six years, we were meeting again.Guys, we loved each other but our relationship breakup due to the family issues and caste issue and finally, we both decided that to end our relationship for sake of family. After our breakup, we did not meet nor chat nor any contact with each other. This sudden meeting of each other has ignited both of. Everywhere!And, so the local legend went, if any of them grinned at you, you were in for a spell of good luck. Really good luck, the kind that lets your crops grow while everyone else's are dying from the drought.But don't you lie about it, as any townfolk will tell you, and say they were a-grinning at you when they really weren't, because then bad luck, real bad luck, really, really bad luck, would git ya! They would then tell you what happened to poor Hannah Crumpie, if you had a mind to want.