The Storms of Pemberton

Pemberton? Yeah, I been there. Take a right at the light, and you ll see the sign. There s not much to it, I m afraid. Still, they got a right nice hospital, darned if I know why. It rains there, I hear. Me? I don t go down there, if I can help it. You hear things about Pemberton, if you reckon. My cousin, Annie, she popped a flat coming down that valley last year, and, well ... I shouldn t say no more about that, with her still in the psych ward. You know they never did find that mayor that went missing? And he ain t the only one are all kinds of people who ve got gone around Pemberton, if you can believe what you hear. But, it don t prove nothing, I suppose. You hear these things; but you hear lots of things. And as for Annie, she s had her one right hard time, with the doctors talking about post-trauma stress and delusions. And, well ... you hear lots of things. I ll say this, mister. If you re heading through them parts, keep your windows up and your doors locked. And take a spare tire. Ain t nobody should go around without a spare.