We were in the courtroom. Giles and Francis busted in and were ranting about their wives being arrested. I sat up straight on my chair. It smelt of soil, must, and lavender. My head spun with all the aroma and noise. I couldn't hear much of what they are saying, because of the echo in the room. They calm down and were talking with Judge Danforth. My heart was pounding. I leaned forward in my seat to hear of what they are saying. I could be next for arrest if they figure something out...
Sincerely, Abigail
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