I was getting dumber and emotional by the second. How could I demand the Astors to show us each room of their mansion to prove they weren’t keeping the devil there? All eyes were on me. They were giving me mixed reactions. My siblings' eyes widened at my stupidity, and our hosts were outraged. The silent display of extreme reactions brought sweat to my underarms and palms. Since I couldn’t take back my words, I had to think of something to diffuse the situation. “Uh, that’s what Mom ...