The Boy Who Cried Witch boyxboy
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Salem, 1692. John Proctor was a broken man. The mother of his two children had perished, the tuberculoses bringing her breath and heart to an earth shattering halt. John is in a constant state of agonizing guilt, feeling he could have stop his wife's death if not for his affair with the house keeper, Abigail Williams. John believes his life could not be rattled anymore, but things have only just started.
Abigail speaks of witches, and brings a group of girls to cry witchcraft with her. Now, The Salem Witch Trials are coming to be, and the once quite town needs help. Who better than a striking man with luscious locks. A man who will fill John to the brim of more emotion he has felt in his entire life.
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