Valora had stood there with Samuel beside her, her husband’s hand clamped tight around hers, as if he could keep the world from reaching her by sheer force of loyalty. When three children died that winter, when grief became a roaring beast that no one knew how to feed, the town needed a reason. It needed a villain. It needed someone it could punish so the universe would feel ordered again.
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