Damen was delighted by the new tree drawings. He clapped his hands together as he stood looking at them. He looked especially excited when she told him she couldn’t understand how the drawings had happened since there was no wind to shake the tree’s branch.
“I met a woman out there today,” Rosamond told him. “She said some odd things to me.”
“Really?” Damen was crouched over the paper, examining it, only half-listening. “Doesn’t that look almost like an ‘A’ to you?” he said.
“And I went to the library this afternoon. I’ve been doing some research on Savages Wood. Did you know they used to execute women there in the fifteenth century? Huh? They’d burn witches there. And there was a big battle there in the 1600s, during the English Civil War. A whole army of Royalists were hack
