From the Dairy of Rosemary Willams

I'm sitting here waiting for the "witch" to come out of the little shack. Mother told me who it is.  Lillien West. Poor thing, I've known her since we where five. This is so hard, I'm scard Lord.


This is one of my friends,  I don't think I can watch this. As I sit here and write, I'm praying quitly. 


Lord, Don't let Lilly die.  Lilly's coming.

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