What she had not told Marrat was that she would not be coming back, not tonight, not ever.Perhaps the old man had known that.Her vision had been clear...on that point. She saw herself go into the old farmhouse, but she did not emerge, the man she went there to meet didn't leave, but his accomplice did, a woman with shocking white hair, wearing Crissa's cloak. She would die in that old farmstead.Why not go back to Marrat's and hide? she asked herself.Because it would not help, came her own reply.. Megan locked the doors and headed back upstairs and was just in time to stop the tub from overflowing. Megan drained the tub a little and added some bath salts.Megan walked over to the mirror and let her robe fall to the ground. It was her habit to examine herself before her baths. No one would of mistaken her for a mother of a fifteen year old daughter. She had long straight brownish blonde hair, big full lips and piercing green eyes. Now her eyes were streaked with red from crying. Her crows. More

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