It wasn't worth going into the minute details. All that mattered was that this town, Haven, shouldn't even exist. Not due to any laws, as previously s...tated, but because of the religion behind it.Now, it wasn't unheard of for a particular religious culture to dominate a town. But this religion was different. The founders of Haven had one tenat that they practiced above all else. Do not teach evil, and evil will eventually vanish. It was a simple, misguided concept that, nevertheless, attracted. Until one day...I often chose to walk to school, hoping to prolong my time away from others. My walk took me through a small wooded area, some dirt had been tread upon a long time ago to make an unclear path, I noticed new tracks, left by tires and at first though someone had come through on their bicycle.But I began to hear sounds, sounds like grunting and panting. I wasn't exactly dressed for exploring the woods, my bulky dress on, plain bra, old fashioned underwear called granny-panties,. "I will see to it, my dear."She gave me a tiny smile."Have you buried him?"She nodded. "I thought you might be there."I shook my head. "He owes me a great deal, several thousand. Will his brother pay?" I think so. He was already rich; his thin wife drips with diamonds and pearls." You may stay here as long as you like."She nodded and sipped."The fee will be your body, my dear, willingly if not eagerly. I assume you understand."She blinked. And her mouth fell open. She shivered, understanding my. My bunkmates had ‘Set me up with Stevie,’ as far as that could go with two twelve year olds. They did it mainly because it would be funny to watch the two weirdos hanging out, but we didn’t care. Their heartless banter, this time, gave birth to something special. I looked into Stevie’s eyes, then, and I could see his heart, and mine, in that gaze. I knew, in that moment, that this would be one of our last moments together. He lived 8 hours away from me, and he was not returning to camp the.