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“Out of it Her voice was strange, and after it happened, it was as if she woke up She didn’t remember a word she’d spoken”

“Tell me”

I repeat the lines

“H we didn’t know We haven’t been able to tap into the site in decades”

“Is that a good thing?” I ask

“I’ whether we like it or not The only thing we can do is hunker down and ain, you need to come to me immediately Some predictions are ti a catastrophe, and others are eneral”

“How can you tell which is which?”

“You can’t always”

I leave the house conflicted Confusion, disappointether towoman I adore coic and force them from the only home they’d ever known took a level of cruelty I wouldn’t have thought her capable of Not when it was directed at her own family

My entire life she’s preached tolerance, fath in numbers Was it a lie? A carefully constructed persona she used to gain our loyalty and obedience? Or was the binding really her worst retful At the same time, her confession was poorly timed and linked to a questionable request

Did absolute power really corrupt absolutely? Was it a ploy to softenat an inevitable future? No one’s perfect Logically, I understand that It’s the viciousness of the situation and her solution to it that disturbs me

My brain threatens to shut down, and I run to the one place where I can escape all things witchy and lick ine the day my family home would feel like a prison I park the car in the driveway and follow the link to our room

Stepping into the suite, I pause at the sight of the open suitcase My mood plummets

“Are you headed off for business?” I ask as I step inside and close the door behind me The four-poster bed has been lonely without his presence

“No, but we are leaving”