In the beginning I didn't know if she was the one who got hurt by or around the silo or possible fell from the silo. I didn't quite follow what the silo had to do with her fears, and why she would have the need to speak to a doctor about it.
Sometimes playing with toys or such things takes your mind off the grown up things that you have to deal with on an everyday bases. It gives a person a chance to go back in time to a more carefree day and fun. Just to let the wind blow in your face from the free wheeling down a drive way in his boy's airplane.
I didn't care for it to much I guess I was expecting something different from the title, I was expecting a story about Christmas not exploding silos.
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