Magic & Mishaps by Annabel Chase

Author:Annabel Chase [Chase, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2019-05-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Rochelle's house was a tiny bungalow near the town border. The driveway was a dirt road obscured by overgrown bushes. I wasn't sure how I would feel about living alone in relative isolation.

I parked the car behind the row of other cars and made my way to the front porch. Tiny fey lights decorated the overhang and two cheerful planters greeted me on either side of the front door. The interior door was open, so I announced myself through the screen door.

It was Pam who came to let me in. She gave me a bright smile and handed me a red solo cup. “I was hoping you’d come. We’re out back on the deck making a ruckus. I'm surprised you didn't hear us from the driveway.”

She turned her back for me to follow, and I sniffed the contents of the cup. Some kind of beer. I’d never been a fan of beer, even when most kids in my high school were hell-bent on finding ways to procure it, including hanging around in front of the liquor store until some easy mark passed by.

The sliding glass door was still open and I followed Pam onto the deck where the other women were gathered. Despite Bonnie’s death, they seemed in good spirits, each holding a cup and laughing.

“Girls, this is Ember, the witch I told you about,” Pam said. “Ember, I'd like you to meet Leigh, Cindy, and Rochelle.”

“Great to meet you,” Leigh said. She was a slender werewolf with dirty blond hair.

“Pam told us all about you.” Cindy’s light brown hair was cut short and she wore a purple dress that matched the color of her pixie wings.

“Are you really a reporter?” Rochelle asked. “I considered doing that at one stage.”

“You’ve considered every job at one point or another,” Leigh said.

Rochelle laughed. “That’s what happens when you’re immortal. Plenty of time to try new things.”

“I love your front porch,” I said. “It's so inviting.”

“Thank you,” the vampire said. “I’m not allowed to paint or do anything too permanent because I'm a renter, so adding a string of lights and some plant life really spruce things up for me.”

“You’re not allowed to paint the walls?” Leigh asked.

Rochelle shook her head. “The landlord wants to keep the colors neutral in case he ever decides to sell. It’s no big deal.” She smiled at me. “There's plenty of beer, but if you would prefer something else I have vodka in the freezer.”

“And Jell-O shots,” Cindy said.

“Those are for later,” Pam said.

“I’m okay for now, thanks,” I said.

Cindy fluttered over to me. “Is it true that you’re related to Florian Rose-Muldoon?”

“He's my cousin,” I said. “He lives next door.”

Cindy's eyes practically bugged out of her head. “You live next to that huge mansion? I've driven by there a thousand times, but I've never noticed another house within shouting distance.”

“My cottage is separate from theirs, but you have to drive onto the grounds of Thornhold to get to it,” I explained.

Leigh scrutinized me. “If you

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