Arabella I cried with happiness as everyone started to get to their feet, I wheeled myself over to Mr. Harlow and hugged him tight. “Oh Arabella, there, there, we are all ok,” he laughed and patted my head. “Do you remember what happened?” I asked. He looked like he was struggling to remember when one of the children came running over. “Anna! You’re ok!” I laughed and hugged her as she threw herself into my lap. “I remember!” She said, and then she grew more solemn. “She cast a death spell on everyone, we hadn’t seen her for months, and then one day she came out and said she had finally made a spell to get rid of everyone that had shown kindness to you.” “I’m so sorry, I never should have left,” I whispered. She stroked my hair gently, such a sweet girl she was at only six years

