"The Famine is over. We must get rid of that witch!"

"Why?"

"Cause she's a witch you idiot!"

"Then let's go get that witch"

Fiona watched the window. In the darkness I saw a light. Not any light. Fire. Torches. People.

"Fiona.... I'm sorry."

I didn't have time to do anything before my mother grabbed me. Threw me into my room and locked the door.

"MOM!" I yelled banging on the door.

I saw her. Jumping on a horse and tying a suitcase on its back. She rode away. Leaving me behind.

The mob was growing closer. I searched frantically looking for a heavy object to break the window. I picked up a chair and flung it at the window. I looked away as glass shattered everywhere. I reached out watching a large vine cascade down the house. I climbed down it and ran off to a flower field faraway.

I took out my French braids and watched the sun set behind the trees.

Two days later.

"Hello come with me."

"Why? Who are you?"

"I'm Hugh and I'm peculiar too