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The Banshee — Eve Bunting
“SCREE . . . SCREE . . .”
Terry is half asleep when he hears the wailing, rising and falling like the waves of the sea. He wishes it were a dream, but he knows it isn't. It isn't an owl screeching, either. Or the Flannerys' old cat. Could it be the Banshee -- the ghostly figure of Irish legend who wails outside a house when death is near?
Why would she come here?
In spite of his fears, Terry goes out to confront her. Is it really the Banshee, or . . . something else?
Terry is half asleep when he hears the wailing, rising and falling like the waves of the sea. He wishes it were a dream, but he knows it isn't. It isn't an owl screeching, either. Or the Flannerys' old cat. Could it be the Banshee -- the ghostly figure of Irish legend who wails outside a house when death is near?
Why would she come here?
In spite of his fears, Terry goes out to confront her. Is it really the Banshee, or . . . something else?
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