The Continuing Saga of Zack Waverly

ROTGUT NEIGHBORS by JTC Page 1 The Sun rose up that day To continue what it started And baked the soft brown clay From the lake that had departed Not a drop of water present Not a cloud to blot the sky For three years they've been waiting To watched their land go dry The Lake that fed the towns The water that they needed Month by month and inch by inch They watched as it receded It got so dry, that passerby's Sensed no life around Mainly indicated, by the Bones and skulls they found Not a bird seen flying by Nor a tree for them to perch Just some buzzards in the sky Circling round as on a search To be continued............