Charmed by the Salem Witch by Debbie Herbert

Author:Debbie Herbert [Herbert, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1539710238
Publisher: Secret Quill Press
Published: 2016-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

And she was there.

Elizabeth was dead. Of course. She’d been hanged.

But there was always some new victim with each new dream. This time, her name was Mary. In the courtroom, Mary gazed around at the spectators, her rheumy eyes vague with confusion. As if she didn’t understand quite where she was or how she had arrived. The accused woman was in her own nightmare.

The judge wore a long, black robe and a white powdered wig. His nose was hawkish, and his expression foreboding. He sat behind a raised wooden podium, staring down at them through wire-rimmed glasses. “Do you have anything to say in your defense?” he asked.

“I don’t understand,” she said, her voice thin and wavering. “Somebody said I poisoned their livestock?”

The judge sighed impatiently and reread the charge. “Ye have been found guilty of the horrible Crime of Witchcraft. An offence against God and country.”

Mary slumped, almost falling to the floor, and Sarah longed to rush over and help. To scream and stop the entire travesty. But the screams were trapped in her lungs, escaping only as low moans. Her leg muscles twitched, but she could not stand and walk.

“Instead of passing judgement, we’ll conduct a test. Recite The Lord’s Prayer without an error and prove you aren’t a witch.”

Mary wet her lips and began speaking, in a faint, trembling voice. “Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, they will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread . . .and . . . and . . .” Her eyes widened with terror as the crowd hissed.

The judge motioned at two large, burly men, who clasped Mary’s arms on either side.

“Where are you taking me?” she cried. “I want my husband. Seth, where are you?”

Mary was pushed down the aisle in the middle of the courtroom. The spectators watched with grim, stoic faces. A few smirked.

“Seth?” Mary’s voice sharpened. “Seth! Help me!”

But there was no help for the condemned.

No. Nonononononono.

Sarah jerked to a sitting position, chest heaving. The room was dark and still. She’d been asleep for hours. She wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and walked to the window. Moonbeams glittered on frosted trees, and snow coated the campus grounds. A tall, lone figure in a black jacket crossed the Clara Hall courtyard, heading to her side of the building. She instinctively shrank back against the wall.

Ping. A small thud against the glass sent her scrambling further from the window. Was it the strange man outside? A bird?

It came again. Louder.

Cautiously, she peeked out the window.

He stood not far from her window, a handful of pebbles in one hand. A bit of moon shone on his angular face. A face she knew intimately. Relief made her knees jelly.

Against the black and white backdrop of the night, a lone spot of red blossomed—Tanner holding a rose.

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