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  • Category: Books
  • Author:  Rees, Celia
  • Author:  Rees, Celia
  • ISBN-10:  0763642290
  • ISBN-10:  0763642290
  • ISBN-13:  9780763642297
  • ISBN-13:  9780763642297
  • Publisher:  Candlewick
  • Publisher:  Candlewick
  • Pages:  352
  • Pages:  352
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Oct-2009
  • Pub Date:  01-Oct-2009
  • SKU:  0763642290-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0763642290-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100538482
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The spellbinding sequel to Witch Child! “Startlingly convincing. . . . Once Agnes’s quest begins, readers will be hooked. — Booklist

It came to Agnes unbidden: a vision of Mary Newbury, a young woman driven from her Puritan settlement, accused of being a witch. It is an image of a life about to change radically, as Mary defies all accepted norms — embracing independence, love, and loyalty to a Native American community that accepts her as one of their own. The two women’s lives are separated by almost four hundred years, but they are linked by more than blood. For, like Mary, Agnes has special powers — powers that Mary seeks to ensure that the rest of her story is told.Celia Rees is the author of many novels for teens. SORCERESS and its predecessor, WITCH CHILD, are her first works of historical fiction. "Having been a teacher," she says, "I think it’s important for readers to see that people in the historical past are just like them - real people who had real problems and real emotions."-- MARY --

Massachusetts, November 1660

If I am a witch, they will soon know it. I had never ill wished anyone, but as I fled Beulah, anger and hatred clashed together, sparking curses like steel striking flint. I had done no wrong, so why was I forced to run like a fugitive? My accusers, Deborah Vane and the other girls, they were the guilty ones. Even as they denounced me as a witch, their eyes gleamed with scheming malice. The madness twisting their faces was counterfeit. Who could not see it? "Them that’s blind and will not see." My grandmother’s words came to me. She was a wise woman, but her wisdom brought her nothing but sorrow. She ended her life on the hanging tree, and now the same fate awaited me.

They searched, and that most diligently. I cowered in Rebekah’s borning room, thinking to be safe for a little time, but they delCž
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