Thursday, December 3, 2009
As I was singing to the children my husband John comes home. As I was very excited that he had finally made it home I questioned him why it was so late, him giving me the response saying that he was farming out on the forest edge. I brought to the table a rabbit for us to eat, as my husband John says that it is well seasoned and good. We had a nice conversation that night talking about farming and other things of that matter. Then we began talking about Mary Warren and how she said, “I must go to Salem, Goody Proctor; I am an official of the court!” John got mad and started raising his voice because he forbad her to go to Salem anymore. I urged him to go Salem to tell the people that Mary Warren was a fraud, that she had confessed to her uncle it had naught to do with witchcraft. I didn’t hesitate at all I told John to leave at once, the night we spoke I told him to leave. Then as we continued to talk about his leaving that night John revealed a secret to me that I questioned immediately.
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