When the movie was over she looked out the window at the moon, the stars, the void beyond. She wondered what else was out there she couldn’t see or understand, and in that moment she understood that she needed to face her fears. She had to learn the truth about her dreams and understand why they were recklessly haunting her.
She remembered the look on James’ face the first time he saw her. “Lizzie. My Lizzie,” he said with such sweet gratitude, “you’ve come home to me.”
Sarah considered the possibilities. Maybe she was Elizabeth come home to him. Why did she choose to move to Salem? She could have gone anywhere. Why did she think James’ house looked familiar? She had never seen it before. Why did James’ silhouette, though ghost-skinned and dark-eyed, look familiar, like it was the man in
