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+ 5	Briar's mansion IV
+ 4	Briar's mansion III
+ 5	Briar's Mansion II
+ 4	Briar's Mansion
+ 4	He loved her first

Bella woke up at eight o’clock and was ready by nine. She was in the kitchen drinking coffee when the door bell rang. “That must be Dean” she said as she walked out of the kitchen fluffing her hair in the mirror before answering the door.“Hello” she was a little disappointed that it wasn’t Dean.“Hi, my name is Martha sorry to bug you so early but I wanted to meet my new neighbor” she extended her hand out to Bella who took it and quickly shook. “We are the only two on the mountain I live in the small stone cottage right over there” she pointed to the right and Bella’s gaze followed to where she saw a small stone structure.“It looks cute” she said about the little house “Oh I’m being rude would you like to come in”Martha got a big smile on her face “I’ve always wondered what it looked like on the inside” Martha followed Bella into the kitchen. “Growing up here there were all the stories and it just killed me to be this close you know but never inside its beautiful really”“Yea it is would you like a cup of coffee?” Bella handed a fresh cup to Martha as she shook her head. “So this house is the subject of a few urban legends huh?”“Oh there more than that it’s a story about its past I think they are true myself have you heard any yet?”“Not yet but Dean promised to tell me some today. He is the contractor I hired to work on the place”“Oh I know Dean we go way back we both grew up here” she set her cup on the counter “Well I have some things to attend to but if you ever need anything you know where to find me and tell Dean I said Hi” with that she hastily walked out of the house.Bella began to wash the dishes “She is a little strange but nice” The door bell rang again and with out thinking Bella answered it.“Why hello beautiful how did you sleep last night?” Dean walked in carrying a tool box and some equipment.“Just fine and you?” she was blushing it was a weak spot for Dean to see a girl blush.“I had a dream about you actually” he set his things down in the living room “I’m guessing we should start the repairs here and in the kitchen first we can do the whole ground floor then move upstairs the third level what do you think?”“I think it sound fine so what did you dream about me Dean” she sat on the butter yellow over stuffed chair in the corner with her legs on the seat in front of her.“Well I saved you life but I’m not sure how” he pulled out some tools and set to the easy work.“Well buddy that will never happen I can take care of myself thank you. Hey you should tell me a story Dean I’m dying to know”“I’m gonna have to remove this trim board probably through out the whole house its rotted.” He turned around to look at her. She was so pretty and sweet “You really want to know huh?”“Yea and oh I met Martha my neighbor this morning and she said to tell you Hi, but anyways she told me that she thinks the stories are true”He began to pull the board of with a small crow bar “Yea she was always really into that crap in school and stuff”“Did you date her ever”“We hung out a few times but nothing serious really I just don’t have it for her.” He gave Bella a sly smile “Why you jealous?”“No I’m absolutely not there’s nothing between us except a few broke things in this house. Now on with the story”He still smiled at her “that’s all for now anyway”“What is—?Dean cut her off “It all started with this lovely young girl the daughter of the tycoon who built this house her name was Anna. She was a sweet girl. Everyone in town knew her but of course the town was smaller then. So the story goes that one day a young boy moved into town. He was a couple of years older than Anna. His name was Oliver. They met spent some time together and fell in love. They were going to be together forever but there was this witch, who fell in love with Oliver. Martha was her name she was a servant of Anna’s, she never really liked Anna. But Martha despised Anna for having Oliver and she vowed that she would get Oliver.” Dean looked over at Bella who seemed to be mystified by the story. “Martha was of course a witch and she used every spell imaginable to break the two up but no magic could get in the way of true love. Martha was furious at finding this out, at the time she was new to the craft it was in her blood line but she was just learning, so she vowed that every life time they would all come back in some way and she would stop at nothing to get Oliver. Now no one really knows how it happened but one day they found Anna had fallen off the cliff and died. They don’t know if it was an accident or if she was pushed. Martha though that nothing was in her way now and went after Oliver, but no more than a week later he died, of a broken heart some say. I think he killed himself.”“That’s it… that’s all that happened I thought it had something to do with this house?”“well it does see legend has it that every life time around the same time the three return to this spot and play it out until one day Martha gets what she wants, hasn’t happened yet though and the past lives haunt the house trying to end the curse but no one knows how except Martha the witch.”“Wow it sounds cool” she got up from her spot on the chair and stretched. “Hey would you show me a good place to buy furniture and art and stuff I want to Put antiques in here I think that would be best Don’t you?”He stood up too “Yea sure are you ready?”He put his things away and they both walked out the door.

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