Chapter 32

• The Company You Keep
• [Faye]
• We follow Devona down into the cellar. As we enter the room, it is eerily lit with candles. The horseman from the night before is trapped in a cage of violet light that glows cold, not warm, like the deepest shadows. I watch as the light seems to dance, weaving itself like a basket around his prone form. It is as I stand here, watching that Devona’s words finally hit me and I almost stumble, an arm holding me steady.