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The challenge was "What can you do with this sentence?"
It was prime farmland and four generations of her family had lived there, but this morning old Mrs. Wilson woke to the sound of bulldozers and dumptrucks.
She didn't want this to happen. She had fought a tough battle with the county managers office to try and prevent it, but they had insisted and she had lost the fight. Today the workers came to level the land and had already begun construction of the new housing. Old age and medical bills had forced her to morgage the farm to the limit. She was unable to pay back the loans or pay her taxes. So the county allowed her to keep the house as long as she lived, but they took over the farm lands. She really didn't mind the new homes being constructed, or the fact that there would be families moving in, but she didn't like the land to savaged as the backhoe started digging in. She saw that the fences had already been torn down. She saw the apple tree already uprooted. All this didn't bother her. But the backhoe digging into the earth upset her. She turned from the window and went back to bed. Nothing could be done. She was old, she was slowly dying. Suddenly the noise stopped. The crew was no longer working. She stayed in bed. She heard the siren when the investigator came. She stayed in bed. She heard the knock on the door. She stayed in bed. She heard as the door was broken into. She stayed in bed. It wasn't until the two officers were right there in her bedroom, that she opened her eyes and looked at them.
"Ma'am, we have to ask you about those five bodies that have been found burried in your yard."
 
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