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‘I’ve heard of lay lines, but what are they?’

‘Whoever wrote this didn’t know much either They misspelled it It’s l-e-y, not l-a-y,’ said Jeanne ‘They were first described in the 1920s--’

‘As recently as that? I thought they were supposed to be ancient Stonehenge, that sort of thing’

‘They are, but no one noticed until about ninety years ago Sootten his na stones and even the oldest cathedrals and noticed that they all line up They’re built miles and ht lines He came to the conclusion there was a reason for this’

‘And it was?’

‘Energy The earth see these ley lines Some people’, she leaned forward and darted her eyes to , ‘don’t believe this’

‘No,’ he whispered back Then he picked up her brochure ‘Soet you here’

And someone needed the psychic here at Easter To contact, and create, the dead

Ruth Zardo was also up, though she hadn’t actually gone to bed Instead she’d been sitting at the preforarden furniture she called her kitchen set, staring into the oven It was on the lowest setting Just enough to keep Rosa and Lilium warm

It wasn’t true what Gabri said There was no way si the shell had hurt Liliuive Liliuot up, her hip and knees fighting her, and li her shrunken and veined hand in to make sure the element was still on, but not too hot

Then she bent over the little ones, watching for breath

Liliurown Ruth was sure she saw the little chest rise and fall Then she slowly made her way back to the white resin chair She stared a little longer at the pan in the oven then pulled a notebook toward her

When they came to harvest my corpse

(open your mouth, close your eyes)

cut my body from the rope,