A Secret Journey and Terrifying Story

Hello, I'm Keith Morris and the P Line with a special preview of my new podcast called Five miles from home. What she thinking as she secretly slipped into a car. Wearing just your pajamas her minded turmoil as she rode down interterstate eighty across Northern Nevada Would she could she reveal what she knew? He was just eighteen. Tiny ninety eight pounds and barely five feet tall But the story she took with her on that tortured drive was, she knew It's going to change everything. She came and we talked and we recorded the conversation with her permission And it was dynamite The man she had come to talk to was a distinguished attorney. If anyone could advise her, surely it would be he. about the story she said she had to tell had been eating at me and eating at me. I couldn't sit there and live with myself knowing what I knew And then out it came The whole terrifying story Possibly true. Possibly a careful and cunning deceit to and shop and I didn't know what I was feeling. It was like I was in a daze. It still was, she said But the thing that happened and about who was there and what happened after. What might happen next? in a small town deep in the American desert. They deserve to be in hell for doing that. And there is nothing they can say or do that will make it better. They cannot fix this. Some things aren't fixable Some things are hard to explain It doesn't make sense I still wonder to this day Why? What's the real reason O what even really happened There is a place. A remote, windy place tucked away in the sliver of Northeast Nevada next to the Utah border You'd certainly see it if you cruised along Interstate eighty. Casinos, five of them flashing away like some Vegas and miniature, a golf shot or two off the highway. a town of four thousand or so spilling out onto the surrounding desert And if tempted by a meal, or a rest or a roll of the dice, if you pulled off that highway, you'd be welcomed by a great grinning cowboy For the improbable towering image of one, sixty three feet high, garish and weirdly charming as it waves a welcome A giant concoction in neon and steel they call Wendover Will. For West Wendover Name of the town And a reminder of more innocent days It's pretty much the only thing Windover was known for Her name is Christina She knows what happened to innocents It was all too well. Now, you know, everybody's like, o, Wendover. Oh, do you know that girl? And it's a question unfortunately that gets asked because we have a lot of tourists that come in into The casino towns from all over. That's what Windover is known for now Yes, even now All these years later. And how did it begin? that memory is as clear as the morning sun on the high desert And cold Like the desert wind that Thursday morning in march twenty eleven I'm Keith Morrison Thanks for listening Search for five miles from home hear the full episode now