Fried Green Witch (Bless Your Witch Book 8) by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles [Boyles, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-17T05:00:00+00:00

I closed my eyes when Milly lifted her hand and zapped me with a stream of power. I felt a surge shoot down my body. Heat flushed through me, and my skin pricked like it was aflame, yet only for a moment.

A few seconds later we stood outside Caroline’s door. The sun was shining brightly. I couldn’t hear movement, so I didn’t know if it was too early to rouse her. I stared at the door.

“What’re you waiting for, toots? An invitation?” Grandma said.

I scoffed. “As a matter of fact, I am.”

Milly rapped her knuckles on the wood. “Well, don’t wait too long; life will pass you by.”

I glared at her as she wiggled her caterpillar eyebrows and shot me a toothy grin. “It’s just early, is all. I didn’t know if she’d be awake.”

The door swung open, and there stood Caroline, fully dressed in leggings and a black sweater. Her cat threaded itself around her legs, purring and mewing.

“I talked to you yesterday,” Caroline said.

Milly pushed her way inside. “You didn’t talk to me, kid. I’m on the case now.”

The cat’s eyes widened when it saw Polly. The animal hissed. Polly fluttered its wings as it maintained balance on Milly’s shoulder.

“Come in,” Caroline grumbled. Milly was already well inside the home when Caroline spoke.

My paternal grandmother sat down on the couch. She placed her cane between her legs and tightened her grip on it.

“Something nasty visited my granddaughter last night,” she said.

“It did? Is Sera okay?” I said without thinking.

Milly shot me a look that said really?

“Oh, right. Yes, I saw something very strange last night,” I said quickly.

Caroline waved her hand, and a service of hot coffee appeared. She poured herself a cup with cream and sugar and floated the service over to us. I declined, fearing that she might poison me.

Yes, I know it was an irrational thought, but part of me felt like it wasn’t completely irrational. Milly, on the other hand, built herself a cup with extra sugar and creamer.

I hoped she wouldn’t regret that.

“What sort of thing visited her?” Caroline said.

Milly shot me a look. “Tell her.”

As I retold my story, I watched as Caroline’s cat kept a close eye on Polly. I wondered what that whole thing was about, but quickly put it out of my mind as I started getting to the good part of the night.

“I know you lied to us,” I said to Caroline. “You gave Maisie your old sheets with spells on them. I saw them. They were right in front of me with your name scribbled on the back.”

Caroline ignored me. Instead she stroked her cat and said, “Tell me about what visited you.”

“A tornado of dark magic,” I said.

“And how do you think that tornado came to Maisie’s house?” Caroline said.

I quirked a brow and did my best to look intimidating, though I probably mainly managed to just look weird and tired. “I think someone cast that spell to come while Roman and I were in the house.

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