“I love you too. If I overcome this, I’ll be
excited. Send tonight’s energy, all of it, to me. But for now,” he
hesitated, “let me be. I need to find my way, whichever way that
goes. Thank you for your guidance. May the ancestors guide me as I
see their wisdom on the night that is their night, on the night
when the veil between the worlds is thin.”
The room was silent, and finally, Susanna
spoke. Seamus could hear his father join in as his parents spoke in
unison.
“May the ancestors guide you.” TWO
Seamus left the kitchen unsure of what to do. He took
the stairwell from the kitchen to the second floor. The hall was
long with lots of rooms on each side. He remembered the history of
the house. Somewhere, along the time of the craziness in Salem,
when people who were not his people were being hanged, the few
people in Salem who were of Seamus’s faith left Salem and the
nearby towns, scared that they might be discovered for who they