It is 1612, when Catholicism is banished from the land, where people who are considered ‘witches’ are outcast and worse – thrown into deep, dark dungeons, waiting to hear their fate, which is usually death innocent or not.
Bess is one of those so-called ‘witches’. She heals the sick and is able to tell the future. She only uses her powers for good not evil. When she starts to teach her grand-daughter, this is when she starts to land in trouble.
Between Bess and her grand children begging for any scraps of food they can find or get from neighbours or people from town for survival, attempting to gain a foothold into society as a healer, something happens.
Someone turns to black magic…
Not knowing its power, sets off a chain of events that no one imagined, Bess’ whole family is accused of using bad magic in a time of religious strife and distention among even your neighbours, not knowing who or what to trust, always looking behind your shoulder, unsettled, anxious, afraid.
I loved this book. The writing of the story was a pre cursor as to what would happen in the United States later on. The anxiousness of the people accused, their back stories, what they wanted to be in the future, and what ultimately happened was one of horror, misinformation, lies, and pre conceived ideas as to who these people where and how they lived their lives.