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They ask him to sing during Lodge Meeting nights, more and more often they had him lead in the singing.
I'd half rouse and say, "Where you going to?" and he'd say, "Oh, hunting, be back this evening," and it wasn't like him, even his voice was different.
Our youngest, the little one, my baby, she turned from her father. Just overnight. He come in and she got scared-looking, stiff, with her eyes wide, and then she begun to cry and try to hide behind me. She: didn't yet talk plain but she was saying over and over, "Make it go away! Make it go away!"
It was hot and close inside, and dark, and we'd been asleep some while, when something woke me up. He wasn't beside me. I heard a little stir in the passage, when I listened. So I got up, because I could bear it no longer. I went out into the passage, and it was light there, hard sunlight coming in from the door. And I saw him standing just outside,in the tall grass by the entrance.
And I saw what he saw. I saw the changing. In his feet, it was, first. They got long, each foot got longer, stretching out, the toes stretching out and the foot getting long, and fleshy, and whit. And no hair on them. The hair begun to come away all over his body. It was like his hair was fried away in the sunlight and was gone. he was white all over then, like a worm's skin. I couldn't move, but as I crouched there in the passage staring out into the day, I was trembling and shaking with a growl that burst out into a crazy, awful howling.
I was last, because love still bound the anger and the fear in me. I was running when I saw them pull it down. My sister's teeth were in its throat. I got there and it was dead. The others were drawing back from the kill, because of the of blood, and the smell. The younger ones were cowering and some crying, and my sister rubbed her mouth against her fore legs over and over to get rid of the taste. I went up close because I thought if the thing was dead the spell, the curse must be done, and my husbandcould come back - alive, or even dead, if I could only see him, my true love, in his true form, beautiful.
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