had no interest in using.
Apparently it was the newest rage in the spiritual world. After all, it was hard to meet someone that was compatible. You can’t put a palm reader with an astrologer. They’d fight over the sun, moon, and stars all of the time. Generally, we spiritualists were far too busy trying to help others instead of taking care of our own needs.
The bell ding-donged over the door bringing me out of my thoughts.
“Good morning.” Constance Karima greeted me when she walked in with Patience, her twin, not too far behind.
“Speaking of our needs,” Madame Torres mumbled. “You’d better snag you a new man or get on Make-Me-A-Match before you turn out like those two old spiritualist spinsters.” Madame Torres’s eyes filled the globe. “ Alone .”
“Shh…” I warned Madame Torres to be quiet. She wasn’t the type of crystal ball that could help you out when you needed her to and be silent until you did. She was far too opinionated for that and she didn’t care who heard her.
“Why?” Constance Karima swayed back and forth on her small feet in her pointy black boots. Her black housecoat hung to her ankles. She picked at her short grey hair. Patience mimicked her sister’s every move.
“Why?” I asked back a bit confused.
“You told me to shush.” Constance narrowed her eyes, casting a shadow down her puffed up cheeks. She eased over and took a good look at the mess from the busted up cauldron.
“Yes, mm, hmm, shh.” Patience had a habit of repeating her sister.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was talking to Mr. Prince Charming.” I lied.
Growl . Mr. Prince Charming let me know his dislike for my comment. On my way over to grab my apron off the hook, I ran my hand down his back to make him happier . Purrr, purr.
I looked at the mess with great sadness. There wasn’t going to be any cure making today or for a while, until I could purchase a new cauldron. That wouldn’t be until I could make it to Wands, Potions, and Beyond. Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be anytime soon, since it was at Hidden Hall A Spiritualist University, my alma mater and where my Aunt Helena was the Dean.
It had been awhile since I had seen her and there were a lot of questions I needed to ask. Even though she was a Fairiwick, she did dabble a bit in the unknown, which was just what I needed to find a cure for Oscar.
I smacked the broom on the floor when I realized Aunt Helena could help me with Oscar.
“June Heal, what is wrong with you today?” Constance grabbed Patience’s arm and dragged her toward the door. “We are leaving.”
“Wait!” I hollered after her after my odd behavior scared them. I didn’t want them spreading gossip about how I was acting, because it would put my secret cure for Oscar on their radar screen. Evidently, I was already on probation.
“You naughty, naughty girl,” Madame Torres’s voice dropped and a smile crossed her bright red lips, exposing her snow-white teeth when she read my thoughts about asking for Aunt Helena’s help. After all, Aunt Helena would surely help me find a way to cure Oscar Park without skipping a beat. “I love it.”
The twins stopped shy of the door. Nonchalantly, I made my way to the front of the store and gently invited the two of them back in.
“Where are my manners? What can I do for you two lovely ladies this morning?” I took two bottles of hand cream and handed them to the sisters. “On me.”
They snatched up the freebies as if they were a dead body.
“We have a little issue with Patience and the meeting tonight.” Constance reminded me of my first meeting as Village President, and how Patience’s future in the community was on the line.
“We can discuss it at the meeting.” I patted her shoulder.
“But you are one of us, and you understand what it is like when things go awry.” She tapped her nose. My brows furrowed. “Don’t pretend you don’t. After all of those years you lived as a mortal?”
“Yes.” I took
Apparently it was the newest rage in the spiritual world. After all, it was hard to meet someone that was compatible. You can’t put a palm reader with an astrologer. They’d fight over the sun, moon, and stars all of the time. Generally, we spiritualists were far too busy trying to help others instead of taking care of our own needs.
The bell ding-donged over the door bringing me out of my thoughts.
“Good morning.” Constance Karima greeted me when she walked in with Patience, her twin, not too far behind.
“Speaking of our needs,” Madame Torres mumbled. “You’d better snag you a new man or get on Make-Me-A-Match before you turn out like those two old spiritualist spinsters.” Madame Torres’s eyes filled the globe. “ Alone .”
“Shh…” I warned Madame Torres to be quiet. She wasn’t the type of crystal ball that could help you out when you needed her to and be silent until you did. She was far too opinionated for that and she didn’t care who heard her.
“Why?” Constance Karima swayed back and forth on her small feet in her pointy black boots. Her black housecoat hung to her ankles. She picked at her short grey hair. Patience mimicked her sister’s every move.
“Why?” I asked back a bit confused.
“You told me to shush.” Constance narrowed her eyes, casting a shadow down her puffed up cheeks. She eased over and took a good look at the mess from the busted up cauldron.
“Yes, mm, hmm, shh.” Patience had a habit of repeating her sister.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was talking to Mr. Prince Charming.” I lied.
Growl . Mr. Prince Charming let me know his dislike for my comment. On my way over to grab my apron off the hook, I ran my hand down his back to make him happier . Purrr, purr.
I looked at the mess with great sadness. There wasn’t going to be any cure making today or for a while, until I could purchase a new cauldron. That wouldn’t be until I could make it to Wands, Potions, and Beyond. Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be anytime soon, since it was at Hidden Hall A Spiritualist University, my alma mater and where my Aunt Helena was the Dean.
It had been awhile since I had seen her and there were a lot of questions I needed to ask. Even though she was a Fairiwick, she did dabble a bit in the unknown, which was just what I needed to find a cure for Oscar.
I smacked the broom on the floor when I realized Aunt Helena could help me with Oscar.
“June Heal, what is wrong with you today?” Constance grabbed Patience’s arm and dragged her toward the door. “We are leaving.”
“Wait!” I hollered after her after my odd behavior scared them. I didn’t want them spreading gossip about how I was acting, because it would put my secret cure for Oscar on their radar screen. Evidently, I was already on probation.
“You naughty, naughty girl,” Madame Torres’s voice dropped and a smile crossed her bright red lips, exposing her snow-white teeth when she read my thoughts about asking for Aunt Helena’s help. After all, Aunt Helena would surely help me find a way to cure Oscar Park without skipping a beat. “I love it.”
The twins stopped shy of the door. Nonchalantly, I made my way to the front of the store and gently invited the two of them back in.
“Where are my manners? What can I do for you two lovely ladies this morning?” I took two bottles of hand cream and handed them to the sisters. “On me.”
They snatched up the freebies as if they were a dead body.
“We have a little issue with Patience and the meeting tonight.” Constance reminded me of my first meeting as Village President, and how Patience’s future in the community was on the line.
“We can discuss it at the meeting.” I patted her shoulder.
“But you are one of us, and you understand what it is like when things go awry.” She tapped her nose. My brows furrowed. “Don’t pretend you don’t. After all of those years you lived as a mortal?”
“Yes.” I took
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