I imagined it would make me jealous. A feeling I knew I would relish. Still, I knew I had to be sensible. The risk of losing her too great, though I t...ought, somewhat painstakingly about bringing a young stud into our bedroom for real. Determined that it should not be someone we both knew. Yes, I know what your thinking. I was playing a dangerous game but I really wanted to make her happy. Telling myself that it was all for her. I waited until our anniversary to ask her and as an added. I was not happy about this and the fact she had not told me before dinner when we were alone pissed me off. I knew that with her job that travel could come up, but I did not expect it so soon. I sat quietly during dinner at that point listening to Hazel and Kim chat about the trip. They both seemed to be excited about it. After dinner I told Kim to go pack for her trip and I would help clean up after dinner. Hazel and I cleared the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. Hazel then turned toward me. He called my dad to come get me, because there was another one and a half hours of the bus route before it would get to my house.When dad got there, Mrs. Waller was crying and apologizing, and kept saying that nothing like that had ever happened on her bus before.Dad is always good at calming people down. He asked Mrs. Waller if the dispatcher needed to send a substitute driver. She said she thought she could finish the route. Dad got on the bus and put his arm around me, guiding me down the. The cutlery box had been last owned by a Glyn James. His parents had been accused of witchcraft in sixteen-twenty went he was twenty-years-old. They’d helped a local family escape a burning house. An eyewitness had said that they had glowed, and the flames had bent away from them. They were also not burnt, thus supporting the story.This had the locals in a quandary, as they liked to burn their witches even if they didn’t report it to the authorities. The local Pastor decided that they would.