torridsoul
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- Joined
- Aug 5, 2010
- Location
- My Own Little World...
Esme looked at the pain in shock. "No! I'm not a witch.. one of those people saw me at work. We'd gotten in a new shipment of books. One was a book about witchcraft, I got a phone call about it. Asking me to pull it and set it aside.. I flipped through a couple pages of the book." She sighed a little. "Next thing I know I'm being accused of practicing witchcraft and being pulled out of my apartment. "Who burns witches anymore?"
(Oh.. hmm I don't remember seeing it.)
(Oh.. hmm I don't remember seeing it.)