Chapter Four – “That Night”
The time she came to think of sometimes as a great awakening, and other times as the beginning of a demonic possession, arrived on a spring morning when she was twelve years old. She was in the cusp between childhood and adolescence. Things were stirring inside her that she could not understand.
There was a small reading area in the rear of the classroom that year. The teacher kept it stocked with used books and old issues of geographic magazines, and allowed the children to go there when their regular schoolwork was finished. The boys in the class often gathered there to giggle and gawk at the pictures of bare breasted aborigines.
Keri was flipping through one of these magazines, perusing an article about the ancient Middle East, when a picture riveted her a
