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

I kept pondering over what Susanna had said as we rode back. But it was only logical. Partially. For many people were fascinated with the circuit. They would have long drawn maps to make their way in there and maybe some had almost succeeded. To my utter dismay Mr Thomas was eagerly waiting for my arrival. Susanna cast me a sly glance before she ran inside the house. I quickly dismounted before Mr Thomas had the notion to help me. I couldn't stand his hands touching any part of me. The mere thought of his hands grazing any part of me made the bile rise within. 


"so you decided to take Susanna for a test run outside?" 


"how unkind of you to not inform me and make such a huge decision. " 


I decided to ignore that part. "I'm glad you did anyway. " 


The Grand Ball