I paused on the front step, horrified at what I did but at the same time unwilling to reverse it. I may not have planned it, but it seemed a fitting punishment for such disgusting people.

Knowing I myself would be punished by the coven, I slumped my way down the driveway to the street, dragging my feet as I headed home.

To my surprise, I stumbled on Alison. She sat on the curb with the borrowed shawl wrapped around her, staring blankly out into the street. I stopped, ...