"Let the dead rest," Grandma always said. Should've listened. One bored night with a new AI chatbot, and now I've opened a door I can't close.

An old farmer's land and barn are at the mercy of a government official who tosses aside sentiment in the name of progress.

What will it be like ten years from now if global temperatures keep on rising? Well, I wrote a short story that let me speculate how things may turn out.