1-Witch Is When It All Began (The Witch P.I. Series Book 1) by Adele Abbott

Author:Adele Abbott [Abbott, Adele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, Cozy, Animals, Crafts & Hobbies, Supernatural, Ghosts, Witches & Wizards, Women Sleuths
Amazon: B0127HPQ48
Publisher: Implode Publishing Ltd
Published: 2015-08-24T05:00:00+00:00

“Afternoon,” Mrs V greeted me. I took the sarcasm on the chin—I deserved it.

“Sorry about this morning. Iffy tummy.”

“Alcohol can do that.”

The woman knew me too well. No point in arguing—I never was a good liar.

“What do you think?” She held up her latest project. A red and white striped scarf.

“Very nice.” It was hard to get excited about yet another scarf.

“Don’t forget to call Mr Peterson.”

“I won’t, but I’d better check on Winky first.”

Mrs V harrumphed her disapproval.

Winky didn’t look happy, but when did he ever? He was perched on my desk as usual. I glanced at the blind and could see small tufts of fur stuck between the slats. That must have hurt.

“When are you ever going to learn?”

“If that stupid woman had got me out, I wouldn’t have lost my fur.”

“You can speak?”

“Of course I can speak.”

“You can speak.”

“You said that already. Now why don’t you sack that useless old woman, and bring in a pretty young thing who loves cats?”

My mother had mentioned that I might notice other changes now that I’d inherited a witch’s powers. This must be one of them. I wasn’t going crazy after all.

“Well?” Winky demanded. “Are you going to sack the old bag?”

“No. And you mustn’t call her that. Mrs V is a sweet thing.”

“Sweet? Are you kidding? She hates me.”

“You make it easy to hate you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Look at the way you treat me, and I rescued you.”

“Whoa. Just hold on. What do you mean you rescued me? I was the one who chose you. You should be honoured. I could have chosen anyone.”

“You chose me?”

“Of course. Why else would I be here? And it’s high time you showed me a little more gratitude—starting with the occasional tin of salmon. Red not pink. Obviously.”

“Obviously.”

“I’m glad we’ve got that sorted.” He licked his lips. “Now where’s that salmon?”

“This way, sir.”

Winky followed me across the room.

“What do you call that?” he said when I emptied a can of cat food into his dish.

“It’s called ‘like it or lump it’.”

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