If the Broom Fits by Liz Schulte

Author:Liz Schulte [Schulte, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Liz Schulte
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

11

Frost

I opened my car door, sank into the seat, and started the engine to warm myself up. I leaned against the headrest. It would be so nice to leave and not look back—and I might have, had I not left Leslie in that house with the other coven. I massaged my temples. I couldn’t tell if they were all dark witches or not, but I really didn’t see what that mattered. I already had a coven. If I was the betting sort though, I’d say Alexis definitely leaned that way, but maybe not Aisha. But then again, I didn’t know if that even made sense.

I flipped on my windshield wipers, but they wouldn’t move under the weight of the snow piled on my windshield. I fished around in my backseat until I scrounged up an ice scraper. When I finished clearing the glass, I climbed back into the driver’s seat, shifted the car into four wheel drive and slowly climbed up the invisible driveway until I was parked in front of the house. I was prepared to run back down to close the gate, but it was already shutting behind me. I grabbed Leslie and my bags from the backseat and our cellphones.

I stomped up the steps, knocking snow off of my boots as I went. Inside, I checked that Leslie was okay and held up her phone before sitting it on the table by the door. She nodded and didn’t look distressed as she spoke to the other coven members. I climbed the stairs like I was going to meet my doom because that’s how it felt. I left Leslie’s bag in the hallway outside my mother’s room and took mine with me into the baby room. The door closed softly behind me, and I didn’t bother to turn on the lights.

I leaned against the wall and slid down it until I could press my face into my knees and block out the rest of the world. I took off my gloves and threw them across the room, then wound my fingers into my hair and pulled. The external pain helped with some of the internal chaos of warring thoughts and memories. When my thoughts were a bit quieter, I sat up and dug some pain relievers out of my bag. All of this was giving me a migraine. I popped two pills without a glass of water, shifted to lying on my back, and stared up at the stars rotating around the ceiling.

At first I didn’t even notice when Orion lay down next to me.

“I’d think you’d be sick of this view,” I said finally.

His eye crinkled. “I never get to see this view. I’m either part of it or my clouds block it.”

I turned to face him and he propped his head on his elbow and watched me. The urge to reach out and smooth the lines between his eyebrows made me press my hands into the floor. This was the person who had ruined my life, withheld information, failed to guide me when it was his job, and been absent my whole life.

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