Bewitched, Bedeviled and Bewildered (Sister Witchcraft Book 1) by Winters J.D. & Kahn Dakota

Author:Winters, J.D. & Kahn, Dakota [Winters, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

The morning of our Grand Opening dawned clear and warm and I was excited as I unlocked the doors and got ready to put the finishing touches on our decorating and other preparations. Sybil was picking up the special pastries from the bakery, Lucy was collecting the prepared fruit I’d ordered from a farm stand in the valley, and I had the finger sandwiches to make and clotted cream to prepare in little tubs.

A quick glance around the room reassured me that no one had tried any funny business during the night. Kashmir was there waiting for me. I’d found a cat door for him in a secret place at the back of a cupboard so that he could come and go at will without leaving anything open and vulnerable. With him keeping watch, I felt pretty confident we could hold off the witches, at least for the time being.

“Hello, beautiful boy,” I said, stroking his back and listening to his purr. “I’m so glad to see that we have no mice today.”

I turned to the counter and began taking some of the supplies I’d brought out of the big canvas bag I used for that, and I distinctly heard a rather elegant voice behind me. It made me jump.

“Now that I’m back inside where I belong, I’ll be able to guard against things like that happening again.”

I turned and looked quickly around the room. Was I going crazy? There was no one there.

I looked at the black cat, my witchy senses suddenly aquiver. “Who said that?” I whispered, now afraid of what I was going to get for an answer. Shivers began to scamper up and down my spine.

The black cat yawned. I stared at him.

“You didn’t. No, that can’t be you.” I looked around a bit wildly, thinking of a ventriloquist, or maybe someone with a secret speaker system held up to my window. Of course, the possibility that I was going insane was still in the mix as well.

“Who’s in here?” I demanded.

The black cat rolled his golden eyes. I’d never seen a cat do that before and it was pretty spectacular. He licked his tiny kitty lips and sighed, looking at me with an almost pitying expression.

“Well, I wasn’t going to speak,” he said.

I gasped, clutching at my throat. There was no doubt. The words were coming right out of that little black face.

“I mean there’s no point in getting your hopes up. I’m not a shifter or anything like that.”

“Oh.” I sat down rather hard, considering. At least I didn’t miss the chair. “Well…. I’m grateful for small blessings. I…I guess.”

I wasn’t very coherent, but I wasn’t used to engaging in conversation with small animals. Not reciprocated conversation, at any rate. It took some effort to stay calm.

“Yes, yes,” he said dismissively, licking his paw. “I know just how disconcerting it is when a cat just suddenly starts talking to you. But I think I’ve had enough opportunity to see into who you really are. And I’ve decided that you can be trusted.

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