Magic's Feud (Monsters Among Us: Hartford Cove Book 3) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost [Frost, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Small Bites
Published: 2023-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

ALL STOCKED UP

At the next largest city over from Hartford Cove, we pull off the highway to gear up.

Owen, Tris, and I split off to the hardware store while Haut, Barron, Jesse, and Abony head to a superstore that sells clothing, housing items, and groceries.

They don’t know it, but we’re in a race, and I’m pretty sure we’re going to win.

Tris, Own, and I dash through the store, raiding the shelves for anything that looks helpful for an excavation.

By the time we call it good, we have picked up ladders, ropes, shovels, flashlights, tarps, shears, and several other items that might come in handy.

The cashier looks us up and down as we keep pulling items from the cart. Her expression is a mixture of confusion and suspicion as she tries to decide if we’re out to kidnap someone, bury a few dead bodies, or go spelunking.

She stays quiet as she bags our purchases, her eyes flicking back and forth between the items and our faces every so often.

I glance up at Owen. “Do you think we got everything we need?”

“No idea.” He shakes his head. “This is my first time doing this, too.”

I turned to Tris. “Should we get duct tape?”

His brow furrows as he studies the pile. “I mean, it never hurts to have duct tape, right?”

When I turn my attention to the cashier, she silently points to a display case right next to her register that features duct tape in a wide variety of colors and designs.

I grab the pink glitter one because these poor, buried witches will need a spot of brightness in their lives once we dig them up.

“Okay, I think that’s—” I cut off as I realize I’m missing a very important item. “Wait, what aisle are your buckets on?”

“Aisle five,” she says hesitantly.

“Okay, finish ringing this stuff up.” I turn and scan the aisles for the right one before I hurry away from the counter. “I’ll be right back!”

“Rowe,” Owen calls after me. “What do you need a bucket for?”

“I need something to talk into!” I duck down the aisle and come to a dead stop.

Holy buckets galore. Who knew there was such a wide variety?

Big buckets, tiny buckets, semi-opaque buckets, white buckets, orange buckets… I’m in bucket heaven. The options nearly overwhelm me before I remind myself that I don’t care about buckets.

I find the smallest one available that will hold a decent amount of water and rush back to the cash register and add it to our pile.

When Owen and Tris both look at me in question, I widen my eyes at them. “You would not believe how many options I had to choose from. But this one will work. I absolutely do not need to start a bucket collection.”

“Sure, protest a little more, and someone might believe you,” Tris teases.

“We don’t have space for a bucket collection,” Owen adds.

“Who wants a bucket collection?” I demand. “Not me or my giant, empty attic.”

Tris looks at Owen over the top of my head.

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