“The house is evil. It infects everyone,” she said just above a whisper. “Nothing good happens here.” “Betty, are you okay?” She didn’t react. She just continued whispering. “You shouldn’t have come here because now I’m not sure you’ll be able to leave.” “Betty,” I said again, but this time I grabbed her hand. She flinched and let out a gulp, like all the air had been sucked out of her body. She blinked several times. I must have come into focus for her because she turned her head toward me almost robotically. “Grace, I’m sorry. I don’t know what I said.” Betty shook her head and took a step
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