"She's a witch." the town whispered behind her back. But was there any proof?
Her mother's handmaiden had reported a normal birth; nothing out of norm as far as she could tell. Her school teachers agree that she was a fairy good student; if something happened with the youth, everyone would assume it was her though even if evidence was stacked up denying it. Her doctor has decided that she comes in twice a year; once for getting sick, and once for a check up. The bank manager has told that she pays her bills in cash with whatever she can; she holds no job because no one would hire her.
Babies never see her, but it is because their parents lock them in their houses. The children adore her, and visits if they are able. Teenagers ransack her, and then apologize if she catches them. Adults fear her, and seldom let their children out. The elderly laugh as such notions toward a woman, but they still are skeptical.
There is no proof for them to say what they say. They torture a poor woman who has never had a say. They mock a woman who seems fair and kind. She's pretty, but more dangerous than they know. She's the Black Witch of Arson County, and she is not as innocent as they believe.... if they could.