Every spring in small town Ohio, kids get a touch more daylight, wander a little farther from the front porch, and spend a bit more time off on their own, exploring.
One such spring, the Murphy twins were considered an Easter miracle. And now, almost 18 years later — Easter week, 1988 — the girls approach their birthday, and busybodies around town get a little anxious. Every time their birthday falls on Easter Sunday, bad things seem to happen, and the neighbors have noticed.
A babysitter goes missing. The little girl up the road meets a bad end. Maybe it’s coincidence. Maybe living in a town dropped smack in the middle of farmland — with miles of corn in every direction — makes people feel isolated from the outside. Folks start to see evil where it isn’t.
Or maybe this year, the devil’s come home to roost.
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