Many many years ago...
Madame Laverne was furious. It was the second time she had caught them together. The girl, Francesca, seemed to be an innocent, demure young thing. She was beautiful, but that beauty was not as intense as her mother's. Her beauty did not burn, it healed. The girl was kind and pious. She prayed every day, she took care of the household, and she showed kindness even to the ones who probably didn't deserve it. And that was the reason she agreed to keep the child with her daughters.
Madame Laverne didn't know that the young girl would open the door of her coven to the Wainright boys. Not one or two, she gave her heart to all of them. How outrageous! Madame Laverne was funming.
