Mero Witches—The Lost Girl

This is the story of the Lost Girl, or at least the part of the story where the curse begins. People around here call her the Lost Girl because they don’t know where she is or even if she’s alive or dead. Maybe she knows exactly where she is. Maybe we’re ones who are lost. She’s been missing longer than I’ve been alive, and not a card or a letter. I guess it’s gentler on the heart to make believe she’s walking in circles, trying to find her way back home. Or away. Some of us see her revenant standing out there at the edge of the woods, so I don’t think she got swooped up by the fairy queen. I know more than I tell, because it’s not my place. If Aunt Gale wants her story known, then it’s up to her to tell it.