The Wind Whispered

Tommy and Lola had disappeared into the sugar cane field. The wind was blowing violently, twirling clumps of dead grass and straight leaves in miniature tornadoes around them. An old, dirty metal thing lay abandoned at the base of the crop. Trespassers will be prosecuted. I turned it over in my hands, examining it as the cool metals sent a shiver through me. It was a fire lighter. Lord knows what a lighter is doing laying abandoned there. But something about that object left me feeling uneasy from the moment that it came into contact with my skin. And yet I bent and picked it up, ignoring every alarm bell going off in my head. It was

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