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It is a battle we are losing: the American public still sees women as housewives at best and witches at worst. We may be either beloved or burned, but never trusted with any degree of power.”
Because survival is a selfish thing.
“The Ladies Union of Giving the Bastards What’s Coming to Them.”
“I’m not sure how many people we ought to recruit. What would we be recruiting them to, exactly?” Juniper says, “Hell-raising,”
Because it’s easy to ignore a woman.” Juniper’s lips twist in a feral smile. “But a hell of a lot harder to ignore a witch.”
If perhaps Adam deserved Eve’s curse.” His smile twists. “If behind every witch is a woman wronged.”
He flicks the reins and Juniper’s affronted mutter (“I thought I was the most wanted woman in New Salem”) is lost in the muffled clop of hooves.
“What’s wrong with loving somebody, anyhow?” Agnes hissed. “Doesn’t she deserve a little happiness?”
He was merely a witch, no different than the witches he hunted—except that he was a man, and man’s power was God-given.
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put Georgie together again.
