There was so much I didn't tell you, so much that happened and continues to happen for

that matter.

But the craziness swirling around my life as I gathered all those stories made it difficult

for me to think straight.

So I did my best to pick and choose what I felt most comfortable sharing.

And really, only now looking back can I see that I left out some pretty important details.

But stories began to spill out whenever I talked to anyone I came across.

It was so much.

And that was all before Claire started talking to me, and I began to see dead people.

But I think it's time to tell you everything.

Well, almost everything.

Now that we know how it all ended, and a devil who looked a lot like Alexander Skarsgard

laid out the why of it for us, we can take our foot off the pedal.

We can afford to veer off through some side streets since we aren't speeding ever forward

towards a conclusion.

I proposed we zig and zag our way back to the beginning and learn a little more about

this spooky town.

I admit that everything wasn't exactly as it seemed.

And I think right now we're all in need of some safe scares, some good old-fashioned spooky

stories with a little real housewives of Wellesley thrown in the mix.

I'll shoot for a new story every other Friday, but we'll just see how things go.

I'm excited to dive back in.

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