Hermione had been hanging out the washing in the small garden beside the cottage. It had been ten years since Granny’s death, and most of the village had moved on. Hermione remained haunted by the image of her dead grandmother, and it had impacted her health both mentally and physically. Her mother barely knew how to speak to her, and Hermione had decided she didn’t much care. Her heartstrings had been disconnected on that day and the damage was irreparable; she didn’t feel anything, and she liked it that way. At least, she