Chapter Three
Ezra
My entire family now sat in the living room waiting for Alice Waite's lead performance. I'd had to grab hold of Juliet and stop her from screaming in my mother's face.
It had been Eli, the youngest of us all, that had walked over to Juliet, grabbed her hand, led her to the sofa and sat alongside her. I guess he needed her as much as he thought she might need him. It got her to sit at least.
I'd already been asked the same question by my siblings, either directly or through their questioning gazes or downright hostile suspicion, especially Silas. Silas who had kept in touch with me more than any of them. Silas who I’d not said a word to about any of the past eight months.
Why?
Why had I not told anyone?
We'd see if Alice Waite told the truth now.
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