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 can't help but laugh as I read this book. It's fabulous but the thing that tickles my ribs is that it actually reflects the true character of my friend and I. She's impulsive and I'm the calculative one who thinks everything through,yes she is the impulsive Catherine and I'm the prim Victoria. I just suddenly realized this as I looked at a scar I have on my palm and was reminded of how I got it.  I don't think I could have captured it any better. 


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