A Witch of Edgehill Mystery Box Set by Melissa Erin Jackson

Author:Melissa Erin Jackson [Jackson, Melissa Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, mystery, paranormal, paranormal mystery, cozy mystery, witches, cats
ISBN: 9781735150017
Publisher: Melissa Erin Jackson

Chapter 18

The Blackwood women argued well into the night in Amber’s soundproofed studio about the best course of action. To turn the grimoire over to the cursed witch hell-bent on rewriting history, or not to turn the grimoire over to the cursed witch hell-bent on rewriting history …

All Amber knew was that the more they argued, the more she started to lean toward giving it up, if only to protect Edgehill from this monster.

It was just after midnight now, and Aunt Gretchen was fast asleep on the bed, Tom draped over her stomach and Alley curled up next to her. Amber and Willow were downstairs in the dark shop. While Willow reinforced the protection spells on the doors and windows, Amber made them some hot chocolate. Willow added a couple of soundproofing spells too, just in case.

Shortly after they’d left the fashion show fiasco earlier, the dark sky had opened up and drenched the town. The rain had been reduced to a light smattering now, streaks of water slowly running down the glass.

Once Amber was done, she and Willow sat shoulder to shoulder behind the counter, steaming mugs of hot chocolate before them. Willow’s had several plump marshmallows bobbing on the surface.

While Aunt Gretchen was fully in the “we are, under no circumstances, giving up the grimoire” camp, and Amber was in the “giving it up might be the lesser of two evils” camp, Willow was squarely in the middle. It was hard for perpetual optimists to make a choice when both options were terrible from all angles.

“I was thinking …” Amber said.

“Congratulations.” Willow immediately laughed, somehow finding that joke to be evergreen. “Sorry. What about?”

“Kieran basically forced that memory of Mom and Dad on me, but just like with the freeze spell, I didn’t use an incantation. It just sort of … happened.”

“Like when we were kids,” she said. “It was harder to control our magic back then.”

“Exactly.” Amber rocked halfway off her stool so she could fish something out of her pocket. Then she placed the white rubber cat on the counter.

Willow gasped softly, placing her mug back on the counter. “I haven’t seen this in ages. I have no idea where mine is. I think I lost it when I moved. I tried dozens of locator spells and could never find the thing.” She carefully picked it up, laying it in her flattened palm, then shot a look at Amber. “Does it still work the same way?”

“Yep.”

Focus returned to the cat, Willow said, “One by one, let’s have some fun. Two by two, let’s turn it blue.”

The cat’s white fur flipped to blue. Willow grinned. Seconds later, it turned white again. Then she frowned, placing it on the counter. She wrapped her hands around her mug.

With a sigh, she said, “I miss them so much sometimes.”

“Me too,” Amber said.

“But these past couple weeks? I’m a little pissed off.”

Amber laughed softly at that. It took a lot to make Willow angry, and Amber could hear it clearly in her sister’s voice.

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