Blurb
Hazel has been different for as long as she can remember. It was when she was four that someone told her what she was. A witch. But it’s not the worst of her problems. She never knew her parents and had vague memories of them. For 12 years, ever since her parents abandoned her, Hazel has looked for the missing parts of her life. On her sixteenth birthday she finds an old yellowed letter, from her father.
In it tells her everything she wanted to know and everything she didn’t. There is a photo attached to the letter and Hazel has to find out why. Her journey to find answers is hard and dangerous and she is not the only one looking for them.
Chapter One
12 Years Earlier
The car drove only the road, making water splash along the pavement. It was pitch black the only light coming from the car as it made its way along the twisting road. It started on the road up the mountain and it began to get darker.
Elliza jumped twice when a tree scraped only the window and grasped my hand. Both times I shrugged it off. I didn’t want to touch her; she was doing this not me. I loved my wife and my daughter but this was just wrong. She was a beautiful young girl with hopes and dreams even though she was only four.
She smiled the biggest, most loving grin. She was so energetic always jumping around and climbing. Hazel was so bright and smart doing things most people would never expect. All that had ended when she had turned three. She started doing things that.......are not normal. I shuddered.
“What’s wrong, darling?” Elliza said, her voice almost breaking.
“I don’t know, maybe it’s the fact that your forcing me to give up my daughter. MY ONLY CHILD!” My voice got louder as I spoke and she jumped, a tear falling down her face. I look across at her, disgust on my face.
“A tear?! A TEAR!!!! You are giving away your daughter and all you can muster is a tear!!!” I screamed at her, losing control at her. I looked straight ahead, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I glanced at my fists and was shocked at there colour. They were white. I was had been squeezing them so hard. I loosened my grip and reused to look at Elliza.
“I am dying inside, Michael! You might not know or see that but I am!” She threw back then collapsed in dry sobs and I watched her chest heave.
“THEN WHY ARE YOU DOING IT!!!!!!! YOU WOULDN’T DO IT IF YOU LOVED HER!!!!” I yelled. I was tired of her thinking she was doing that right thing by Hazel but anyone with a brain would know she wasn’t. I stopped the car and stared at Elliza my face bright red and I fumed at her but I did it quietly. Hazel was still sleeping in the back and I as the ONLY concerned parent in the car did not want to wake her. She couldn’t be awake when her mother ditched her.
“Stop crying.” I whispered, “Because you do not mean it. She is a little girl who needs her mother and father but you want to leave her. Her own mother. That is unnatural even for you. When I married you I didn’t questioned the things you did. I didn’t want to. But......it...you.... We became different, you became different. You changed and I didn’t like what I saw. Then when Hazel came I noticed the way you looked at her. Like you didn’t even like her yet alone love her. And now, it’s the final straw. After this I don’t think I can be with you anymore.” I sighed. It was hard to say that but it was true, I didn’t think I loved her anymore. I glanced over at her and she shivered, real tears falling from her eyes.
A few tears escaped my eyes and Elliza leaned over to brush them away with the back of her hand. As soon as her hand connected with my cheek, I flinched away from her touch. She let all her tears go. My heart usually panged when I saw that but now.....I didn’t feel anything. It kinda made me feel sad but not much.
