Deja Brew (The Magic Bean Paranormal Cozy Book 1) by Natalie Summers

Author:Natalie Summers [Summers, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

At least this time Belle had let us host the lesson somewhere less formal. I sat at Wren’s table, a blank paper sheet in front of me.

“Let's start with a review,” Wren said, faux cheerfully.

“Okay,” I said, not very enthusiastic.

I could see an apology on her face, but it was the patient sort. The type of teacher that knew it was boring, but it was important anyway. “I know this is all very basic,” she said. “But the foundation is very important.”

“It’s that way in human stuff too,” I said. It didn't mean I had to enjoy it, but it did mean that I understood why it was done. Whether it was culinary, medicine, or anything else, it all started with the basics.

“All right,” Wren said. “We're going to test your familiarity with runes.”

I wasn't quite sure how optimistic to be, given it had been a bit since I'd seen them. And I certainly hadn’t been practicing when she wasn't around.

Not that I was going to tell her that, although I had a sneaking suspicion she already knew.

“Okay,” I said. She went to the whiteboard, because who didn’t have a whiteboard in their living room, and started drawing a symbol, one line at a time.

Pictionary. I’d never been very good at that game.

The curved lines and straight, almost like a –

“Locks,” I said. I didn't know what else I'd learned in that meeting with Addie, but I'd at least learned something.

Surprise flashed over Wren’s face, quickly hidden. She hadn’t expected me to get it right. I wasn’t sure whether that was reassuring or a source of dismay. Then again, I had only had one lesson. She kept going. I got about half of them right, recognizing them from Addie’s tutelage. There was the light switch, which wasn't really a light switch, but it was for light, and that was close enough. There was one for water, there was one for people. The runes I recognized were little things, but brick by brick, you could build something bigger with them.

When Wren seemed to be done, she leaned back, looking at me thoughtfully. “Who taught you?”

I glanced at her. “That obvious?”

“Even naturals don't pick it up that fast.” Her smile was kind. “They don’t tend to be intuitive.”

I made a face as if I was offended, but she clearly wasn't buying it. “Addie,” I admitted.

It seemed to take her a few seconds to place the name, then her eyebrows raised. “The woman with the shop?”

It reminded me a bit of the weird vibe I’d gotten, but I nodded. “She lives in the other apartment above the coffee shop.”

There was something tight to Wren’s lips. “Okay,” she said, although if you asked me, she didn't sound particularly convinced.

“Was it wrong?” I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

The air deflated out of Wren like a balloon. “No,” she said. “We just don't often associate with her.”

That caught me off guard. “Why?” I asked. She seemed like a perfectly nice little old lady.

Wren shrugged, as if that was as much a she felt like discussing the topic.

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