A Poisonous Review: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Cozy Mystery (Vampire Book Club 4) by Nancy Warren

Author:Nancy Warren [Warren, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ambleside Publishing
Published: 2022-03-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

With Danny, Kathleen, and the Gardaí gone, I had the shop to myself again. While waiting for my next customer, I phoned Karen Tate to invite her to the pub that night and to make sure her American guests had fully recovered before they’d left. To my surprise, she said they were still in town, and still staying with her.

“But what do they do all day?” Ballydehag was a small village, and I certainly hadn’t seen the two men on the high street.

“I told you Billy was interested in re-discovering his Irish roots,” she said breezily. “I think he might be looking around at property.” Then in a rush, she added, “Wouldn’t it be grand if he stayed?”

I could think of few things less grand. Poor Karen. I didn’t think she had the greatest taste in men, but obviously I didn’t say so. She felt that going to the pub, in light of how sick the place had recently made her two guests, would be a bad idea. I wondered if she was busy spending her evenings with Billy and Jimmy, but it wasn’t my business, so I said nothing.

Instead, I went to work on the online part of my employment. Since I’d arrived in town, and certainly since I’d unwillingly hosted the launch of Bartholomew Branson’s posthumous bestseller, my online commerce was doing pretty well. I had discovered I had a knack for book selling, and I enjoyed it.

Lucinda, who still owned the shop, had been punished as I had been, getting sent to a distant outpost, far away from everything she knew. I guess that was the whole point.

I had been sent here from Seattle, and it had been quite the adjustment. But I was beginning to see that in punishing me the witches council had done me a favor. I liked it here. It felt like home in a way that Seattle never had. Being a witch, I had always felt different. Now that I lived in a small Irish village where I was the only American, I was more obviously different. Oddly, it helped me fit in better. That was twisted logic, but I felt comfortable here. I was putting down roots in Ballydehag, and I felt a strange kind of pleasure in seeing the bookshop prosper.

However, I was also practical and fairly business-like. If I was putting all this work into an endeavor, I would prefer to own it.

Lucinda and I chatted secretly from time to time. Others used Zoom and Skype; we had the scrying mirror she’d cleverly left behind. I had a feeling that she, like me, was settling into her new home. I’d broached the idea of buying the business and the cottage from her, and she’d said she was open to the idea. Of course, we’d need to get permission from the same witches who had punished us, but so long as we both obeyed the rules and kept our witchy noses clean, I couldn’t see why they wouldn’t agree.

Anyway, I was learning my trade.

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