CHAPTER ELEVEN
After Ian left the house, I finally had the chance to get answers I wanted, right after making a cup of coffee for myself. It did feel like I would need it. Peggy had left after Andrew called her about some emergency. Whether she was trying to avoid the conversation or not, was not my problem.
“We need to talk mum,” I stated, broaching the subject with a bit of sternness.
“About what?” She questioned, looking up from where she was chopping potatoes while Aunt Dianah was cutting some onions, her eyes pretty wet from the tears trying to escape her eyes due to the stinginess.
“Something is wrong with this town and I have no clue what it is, but I will figure it out. I have no idea how you and Thomas met but just so you know, people are calling me the devil’s daugh
