THE DEVIL WITHIN
A BOSTON METAPHYSICAL STORY
Published By Madeleine Holly-Rosing at Smashwords
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See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil. It was the first thing Andrew thought every time he saw the three box cameras sitting on the top shelf in his workshop. They reminded him of the three monkeys of an old children’s tale. One would think that cameras could not tell the difference between good and evil, Andrew knew better. For these cameras had heard evil, seen evil, and spoken of it through every photo Andrew took.
A faint breeze wafted through the photos clipped to the twine causing them to shift like wind chimes. The jars of zinc bromide, silver nitrate and sea salt jingled. On the other side of the room hung several wooden shelves lined with daguerreotype and tintype photographs along with developing chemicals, paper and glass plates.
“Duncan? Behave yourself,” Andrew said to no one in a light Irish lilt.