Chapter 11: The Invisible Walls
With Ezekiel Gable now in federal detention, awaiting trial on a litany of charges, and the New Canaan Covenant commune officially disbanded by court order, [more…]
With Ezekiel Gable now in federal detention, awaiting trial on a litany of charges, and the New Canaan Covenant commune officially disbanded by court order, [more…]
Nine days after the state police operations officially closed the New Canaan compound, a final certified envelope arrived from the Lancaster County Probate Court. It [more…]
I stayed in the windowless conference room in Harrisburg, the fluorescent lights humming overhead. A lukewarm cup of black coffee sat untouched on the table [more…]
Sunday morning dawned grey and humid. Four state police cruisers, their lights dark, pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot of the New Canaan Covenant. [more…]
I escaped the compound before dawn, the heavy diaries clutched against my chest. The morning mist felt cold and unwelcome against my skin. I drove [more…]
I waited until the stroke of midnight. The moon was a thin sliver, barely illuminating the gravel path leading into the Covenant compound. Using an [more…]
Hannah and Aunt Martha drove to the Pennsylvania State Police barracks in Harrisburg. The imposing stone building felt far removed from the quiet farmlands of [more…]
Deputy Ray Kincaid, the elder of the two who visited Martha’s cottage, returned alone the next afternoon. He sat at Martha’s kitchen table, his large [more…]
I woke the next morning in a narrow bed at Aunt Martha’s cottage. The sun streamed weakly through the lace curtains. A crackle of static [more…]
I slid the commune waiver back across the polished mahogany desk. My fingers trembled slightly, but my hand moved firmly to sign Attorney Penn’s probate [more…]