How to Marry a Warlock in 10 Days by Saranna Dewylde

Author:Saranna Dewylde [Dewylde, Saranna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780758269164
Google: r7X4ygAACAAJ
Amazon: 0758269161
Publisher: Brava
Published: 2012-02-05T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Harpy Breakfast Tea

“Why me?” Ginger Butterbean whined.

Midnight Cherrywood had come to the quick and painful realization that she would much rather be in her warm bed next to Dred than sitting there, at butt-thirty in the morning listening to Ginger Butterbean waxing poetic about her sad state of affairs. Or more correctly, her husband’s state of many affairs.

Her voice was like that of a songbird that’d been sucking on helium. It wasn’t a sound that she found compatible with breathing. Middy sipped her tea and waited patiently to die.

She wasn’t sure what she could learn from this inanity, but sat dutifully through the thing. The lace edge of her napkin had become fascinating. She was afraid that if she looked any of these women in the face, they’d speak to her directly.

“Well, I’m still concerned about that empty cell in Chaldonean Hall,” Aradia Shadowins said, changing the subject from poor, victimized Ginger.

Finally, something interesting!

Ginger gasped. “Aradia! Can’t you see I’m still upset and I need the support of my friends?”

Aradia looked as if she was hard put not to roll her eyes like bowling balls. “Well, I suppose I should thank you. Some good has come from your tragedy.”

“Oh, and what is that?” Ginger asked unhappily.

“My son fell in love,” Aradia said and turned her attention, along with that of the rest of the flock, to Middy.

They all looked as if they expected her to say something.

“It’s true. If you hadn’t cut off Gavin’s donation”—she almost tripped over the chancellor’s first name—“then I never would have had to go see Dred.”

“Well, I for one am glad that you did. Although shame on him for not bringing you home to meet me. Our first meeting shouldn’t have been at a witches’ tea at my sister’s house party. I should have liked to fuss over you in private first.” Aradia smiled warmly.

Middy had thought for sure Aradia would have hated her. Would have seen her as some gold-digging schemer because Middy didn’t run in the same social circles they did.

Her family was comfortable, but they didn’t have any of the money or prestige that the Shadowins did. And everything had happened so fast. Although, she wondered if it was telling that Barista hadn’t come to the tea. She’d pleaded a headache. It made Middy wonder if what Tally said about her had been true.

Middy had called Tally right after the library incident to rhapsodize about Dred and ask her friend why she hadn’t told her she was coming to the party, but all Tally had said was that she didn’t have time to talk, but to watch out for Barista Snow. She was still chewing on that when Ginger Butterbean decided to add her two cents.

“Yes, well, the sun shines on a closet gnome’s ass some days,” Ginger said with a smile.

“Ginger!” Aradia admonished.

The old Middy would have wilted like a sick flower, but this was the new Middy and she knew she had the social support of Aradia Shadowins. So, she could damn well say whatever she liked.

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