Prepositional Phrases.

In the middle of Missouri, about halfway between Branson and Springfield, is the quiet town of Crane. Over hills, down the old Main Street, and through the one stop light in town, lies my dad's quaint little house. If you go through the hall, down the stairs to the basement, and take a sharp left there is my favorite place. Sitting there among the rows and rows of old records and books, music floating throughout the air and before the fireplace, nothing could be better.