3 The Witch Who Filled in the Picture by Emma Belmont

Author:Emma Belmont [Belmont, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-09T04:00:00+00:00

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“You’re sure?” Maris asked.

Cookie smiled, and made a shooing motion with her spatula. “I’m almost finished,” she said. “Going classic today after the Breakfast Pie: eggs scrambled with Parmesan and basil; bagels with onions, lox, and cream cheese; and country potatoes with red and green peppers and just a touch of garlic.”

Although Maris needed to leave early for her art class in Cheeseman Village and had felt bad about leaving everything to Cookie, now she felt bad about missing the wonderful breakfast. Cookie obviously had everything under control.

The chef pointed to a small plastic bag on the counter. “Made you a bagel sandwich to go.” She nodded to a travel mug. “And a morning pick-me-up tea.”

Maris beamed at her. “Cookie, you are an angel in an apron.”

“Remember that when you’re lugging home cheese from the dairy,” she said.

“Are we in need?” Maris asked, picking up her sandwich and tea. Then she opened the refrigerator for a quick check. The cheese supply was indeed running low. “Got it,” she said, closing the door.

“Have a nice time,” Cookie said, smiling as she turned back to the stove.

“I think I will,” Maris said and really meant it.

The drive north to Cheeseman Village in the morning fog was a slow one, but uneventful. She sipped her tea as she crossed the dramatic Pixie Point Bridge, and munched her glorious bagel, egg and cream cheese sandwich as she headed inland and into the morning sun. The black and white dairy cows dotted the grassy landscape, their heads low, having their own breakfast. Maris smiled at a pair of young calves who seemed to be frolicking by kicking up their heels.

On the old fashioned main street, where only a few cars were parked at diagonals, the stores were quiet except for the coffee and pastry shop. A couple of people were walking their dogs, but the village had an early morning “stillness before the bustle” feel that Maris used to enjoy in her hospitality days.

Finally though, her GPS navigated her to the Cheeseman Village high school. There was plenty of parking in the lot and, since Maris had left herself extra time on her first trip to the school, she decided to find the classroom early and not be in a rush. She checked the flyer in her paper bag of supplies, found the room number, and headed to the buildings.

To her pleasant surprise, she was the first student to arrive for the class, where she found the instructor distributing jars of water around the room.

“Good,” Maris said, “I found the right place .”

Clio looked up, her brows arching as she smiled. “Maris Seaver, what a wonderful surprise.” She looked past her through the door. “You didn’t bring that wonderful lighthouse with you, did you?”

Maris laughed. “If only I could,” she said, setting down the bag. “Then again, it’s foggy at the bay, so I’m afraid she’s needed there.”

Clio gave her a little smile. “She,” the artist said. “That’s funny, because I think of her that way too.

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