Re: Chapter 4: Of Crossroads and Witches
Clearly there were inter-personnel issues bubbling under the surface with the group; Kitty thought it best not to inquire as she was new and did not want to get caught up in any squabbles so soon.
Instead, she replied to the priest.
"My name is Katherine Kelly, but I have always gone by Kitty. I am Welsh by birth, but until recently I have been living, more or less, in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I've only just come to this country, and have been living among the Irish immigrants in the Four Corners area, or wherever I can lay my head. I think I may have seen you there, among the immigrants. There are several church groups of different stripes who have missions in the Corners, where, I am sad to say, there is much need, as much as I have seen in London or Edinburgh. Abject poverty seems to be the way of the world, apart from a select few. Perhaps that is why these creatures thrive so, and are able to get away with it. Unspeakable things that occur among the poor tend to get swept under the rug, for the most part, unless, of course, there are newspapers to sell".
As soon as she spoke the words, Kitty realized they were a tad more bitter than she'd expected, but she spoke from experience.