The devil is a heartbreak away. 
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The sign clearly showed that the ashes I looked at was the former house of the Compton's. Catherine didn't utter a single word. The house was scorched and it looked like a centuries incident. Some of it's parts had been blown away. Cathy had gone to the backyard and beckoned me to come. My legs felt like jelly I was unsure how I had managed to walk. There were small tombstones in the backyard and the first that I caught sight of was lady Kerrie's. I gulped. I didn't like where it was headed but I had to know it all. I looked from one tomb to the other when my eyes rested on one. 
Edward Compton 
1876-1887
I felt my world whirl at that time. Hadn't Cathy held my hand I would have taken a toss. How could the man I had seen in the flesh have died twenty years ago. More so as a child. Was I delusional? Someone had played a trick on me and was enjoying it at my cost. How could I have fallen for a dead being?Or worse a spirit? Tears pricked my eyes. I couldn't believe it. It was too much to comprehend.

The Devil's Incarnate

We met as scheduled with Cathy. We ate the pies. I still dreamt of Edward Compton,he was always there taunting me so. I saw his face his features they were more earthly than any other have seen. No eerie light projecting depicting him as a spirit. Yet he was no where to be found. Our search had hit a brick wall. Cathy told me that she had not heard of any other Compton. Thus the more I thought of him the concept of him being a ghost seemed all the more realistic to me. 


"there's no Compton in this side. I've heard of another Compton west of England but it's not an Edward Compton. It's Quentin Compton. " 


"my theory seems more realistic. The way things are it's sounds more logical. " 


"my question is why the romance. Or was it a deprived soul of love. But Mrs Tarantino told us they lived in perfect harmony. He had all he needed. There was no hint of turmoil lurking. " 


Discovery