Everything she was telling me about witches had actually happened and I had better believe it. What was worse, what was far, far worse, was that witches were still with us. They were all around us and I had better believe that, too.
"Are you really being truthful, Grandmamma? Really and truly truthful?"
"My darling," she said, "you won't last long in this world if you don't know how to spot a witch when you see one.