*Lila*
Rebecca Nurse has become more of a grandmother to me than anyone I’ve ever had in my life. I’ve been in her house for a couple of weeks now, and each day the warmth of her family wraps itself around me until I almost forget how strange and impossible my life has become.
Her daughter and son-in-law have welcomed me as if I belong here, and little Caitie’s laughter is the kind of joy that makes the house feel alive even when shadows of the trials press in from the outside. Sometimes, when I sit near the hearth and Caitie curls up against me, I catch myself thinking this could almost be my home.
And that thought is always followed by, Why am I here? I can’t push away the suspicion that it’s because of Rebecca. History says she doesn’t survive this year. Maybe I was sent here to cha
