Publisher's Synopsis
Hershal had grown tired of his wife Priscilla's doom and gloom, End Times, vision of the future and wasn't about to do anymore stockpiling for it either. He just wanted to retire in peace. Change descended when he accidentally shot a Peeping Tom. Though he buried him on his remote Montana property, he couldn't bury the man's curse. Haunted by it, and about to be found out, he sent up a desperate prayer. That night he had a strange dream. Priscilla's interpretation of the dream was to stockpile enough food to look after seventy people for five years because perilous times were surely coming . . .
