Not even a decade into the turn of the century found the family packing up and moving, under Thaddea's direction. There had been a few instances over the thirty years they'd resided in and around the same area, accidents with magic the locals began to equate with the coven. Rather than risk a lynching, the entire family uprooted and moved on, settling into a lovely acreage outside of a small town in western Connecticut.
Though still fit for her age, Thaddea's health had begun to decline and, while I knew she wasn't ill, per se, she confessed to me her greatest fear was leaving the world as her mother did.
"Or Olive," she shuddered. "Please, Sass. Don't ever allow that to happen to me."
Considering she was well past the age her own mother contracted her illness and passed away and that T
