1 Scared Witchless by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: ladybugbooks
Published: 2016-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

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I tried to put the fiasco of dinner behind me by helping Nan wash the dishes. Barely ten minutes later and that job complete, I wiped my hands on a kitchen towel and swung it over my shoulder. Grandma sat in the recliner reading a gardening magazine.

"So, Grandma," I said. She pulled her nose from the glossy page and blinked in my direction. "Would you like to explain why you never told us about our power?"

She shrugged. "I thought we'd already gone over this."

"All we've gotten are cursory answers. I want the truth. The nitty-gritty truth."

Reid entered the room and sat on the footstool at Grandma's feet. "You knew we were witches."

Grandma gave her a sympathetic smile. "Not you, dear."

"Okay. Well, you knew Sera and Dylan have power."

Sera leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a curtain of hair slashing over her face. "That's a question I'd like the answer to as well."

Grandma sighed like it was a great favor she was doing us. She folded the magazine over on a page advertising some newfangled spade and placed it on her lap. "Being a witch, as you have no doubt already discovered, is very difficult. Not only do others covet what you have, but the magical world is a dangerous one. It got your parents killed."

"What?" I said. "They died in a car accident."

She lifted her index finger. Her eyes sparkled with intelligence. "An accident I believe was intentional. Your parents worked undercover for the witch police. Your mother said they'd unearthed something big, but wouldn't say what it was. Barely two days later, they were both dead."

Reid rubbed her chin. "Do you have any idea what it was?"

Grandma shook her head. "No. The witch police will have the old case files, but that's not a thing to concern yourselves with now. At this moment you need to stay alive."

Sera drummed her fingers on her arm. "That doesn't explain why you didn't tell us about Milly."

"Bah," Grandma said. "Milly was too busy being Queen Witch to have granddaughters. Besides, your father thought one witch for a grandmother was plenty." Grandma leaned forward and whispered, "It isn't polite to speak ill of the dead, but what she told you was right—they didn't get along."

"Surprise, surprise," I said.

Grandma glared at me. "She's rough-and-tumble, to be sure. But that woman is good and will help you however she can."

Lucidity had descended on Grandma. This was the most sense she'd made since I'd been home. Perhaps her brain was thawing out.

She placed a wrinkled hand to her breast. "I owe that woman my life. Milly once saved me from a horde of flying monkeys."

Or maybe not.

"Girls, it pains me that your lives are in danger. But I can help."

My ears perked up at that. "How?"

Her gaze shifted from side to side. "Circle around. Witch's secrets aren't meant to be heard by nonwitches."

"You mean Nan?" Sera asked. "She's your bodyguard. The council sent her after you went into your coma."

She wiggled a jeweled hand at us. Grandma did like her rhinestones.

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