Ell shrugged and went to the bookshelf. Barbara uttered about a witch and it was a real witch so, to be honest, it couldn't be Elenore, indeed. There must be a book there that slipped from Elenore's sight. The wicked woman burned all of the other books that their mother bought them, believing that they could raise the kids ruthlessly against her. Especially the ones that were about an awful stepmother. Not all of them were crazy like her.
"Do you care at all?"
Ell was angry with her.
"You know I do, but you are showing sensitivity in front of others' eyes. Our parents hated it."
"You are always after taking the initiative."
Ell believed.
"Then let's use it, let's be wicked to each other and rescue ourselves from her. She can't endure us this way."
Luna said, remarking that Ell had mentioned their uncle wanting them.
