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"And that’s what you feel is happening again?"

"In a way--think about it! Your neighbors have been brutally h Salem, even in the early hours, it didn’t appear that people were terribly concerned--they were out in droves already, and half of them dressed up for Halloween!"

"Because they feel safe--Malachi is being held without bond The devil is locked away"

"But we’re looking at modern Aht, even without all that," Angela pointed out

"Yes, and it’s a city and area like any other--except that it has a tremendous history that we do take with us into modern America We learned fro is that there’s no way yet to prove that Malachi isn’t guilty--the evidence, the solid evidence, points to hi that because his family was so different, it was very easy for people to accept the fact that he could be an axat what is huan walking around Why do the sane coer, love--avarice and envy"

"And you’re sure you don’t believe this just because you can’t accept that Malachi Sela asked

"You need to meet him Once you meet him, you’ll understand I know that you will"

She hesitated "Being eift we share all share, isn’t it?"

"Let’s hope," Angela said

They reached the ho out in either direction, the house sitting forlorn in the colors of autuot, it’s only open by appointment except for Saturday and Sunday once it reaches this time of year," Jenna said

"Let’s call for an appointested

"They’ll probably say no"

"We won’t know until we try"

Jenna pulled out her phone and dialed the nun To her surprise, the friendly woreed to meet them While they waited, they stood outside the car and looked on at the structure

"She ela coirls put on another show, and she was questioned again She was h, or , and she was then conde that they wouldn’t tell a lie to save their lives--those who confessed were saved through prayer, I guess They paid the bill for being held--for their room and board, and for their shackles--and those who didn’t die in prison were eventually freed I’d always iined jail cells or a prison such as we see today, when I was a kid But they were kept together, and their beds were mats on the floor A nu held"

Looking across the expanse of property that surrounded the homestead, Jenna suddenly frowned She pointed "There’s someone there"

"Where?"

"By the house!"

"I don’t see…" Angela said

"The person is gone--she walked around the side"

"Why would soela asked

"Good question," Jenna murmured

A car drove up behind them A woman exited the car and waved to them "Hi! You’re lucky, I happen to be available I’ela both thanked her profusely for coe donation to the upkeep

Jenna had been here several ti at her heartstrings to think of a woman who had lived and worked in the heat and bitter cold of New England, who had endured childbirth ela was fascinated by the homestead, by the sparse furniture, by the hard life lived by seventeenth-century faruide described Salee at the time, the families that constituted it and how fa "A lot of people suggested that irls to have hallucinations," Sandy told theirls be affected? I think that they started a lie, and perhaps they played it out so well that they believed it theela and Sandy seeood conversation so Jenna slipped outside, walked around the house and looked toward the western side of the property, and the graveyard She reraveyard was closest to the old cart road; it was most probable that Rebecca Nurse’s faht it ho consecrated graves, and any of the victims who received a proper burial received it because the love of a faer than the fear of repercussion