Said you ought to see to the girl…’ Vivian sighed. Twenty minutes later, she started below stairs. Mrs. Barts bobbed her. ‘Good morning, my lad....’ She spoke in a hushed voice. ‘It’s the girl, she won’t leave. I told her we have no place for her, but she just won’t budge.’ Vivian looked past Mrs. Barts to the crying girl sitting on the bench. She was hunched over, wearing a somewhat daring dress. Though the dress had an Empire waist, it couldn’t hide the growing belly of hers. ‘A respectable. So yesterday after work I had my hubby come pick up my car and told him I was going out with Gabby. He likes Gabby and believes she is innocent, so he bought it. Gabby and I went to her house to wait for Steve to get off work, we sat around talking and drinking. I was wearing tight black pants and a grey low cut blouse, not my sexiest outfit, but underneath I had on my dark pink shimmery bra and black thong. Gabby asked if I wanted to change into something she had, but I told her I didn't plan. ”Jacob's lips relaxed into a smile. “A back massager?”“We will get to that later.”“We certainly will.”I curled my socked feet onto the couch. “I have a connection to natural objects, simple living organisms, molecular phenomena like wind and rain. It is a power I don't fully understand. “Sounds like animism,” he postulated. “You summon the souls existing in nature.”“That's deeper than I'd like to imagine.”“When did this start? When you were a teenager, like the other famous witches?”“It has. Mike shot bolt upright in bed, screaming and slapping at his chest and legs in a panic, trying to extinguish the flames that weren't there. Wondering why he was beating the shit out of himself, he stopped slapping at the imaginary flames and began to rub his eyes. "Another damn nightmare," said the voice in his head. He was having the bad dreams still, less than when his parents had just been killed, but he still wondered when they would end. "Maybe never," he said aloud, looking at himself in.