Merry Witchmas: by Amanda M. Lee

Author:Amanda M. Lee [Lee, Amanda M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2016-12-05T23:00:00+00:00

Six

“It’s snowing.”

The ride home was mostly quiet, all four of us lost in thought. The girls were convinced Edgar was dead in the woods somewhere, and even though I didn’t want to admit it I was beginning to wonder if they were right.

They were so quiet – which worked against the norm, let me tell you – that I almost forgot they were in the truck with me.

I shifted my eyes to Bay as she stared out the window. She’d always been entranced by snow. Don’t get me wrong, she prefers warm weather in the summer, but she likes snow for Christmas. I kind of like it, too.

“It is,” I agreed, smiling as the large flakes pelted down from the sky. “It looks as if it’s going to be a big snow, too.”

“We should plow on the way home,” Thistle said. “That way we can check on the yellow snow.”

I really do like the way that kid’s mind works. “We can do that,” I said. “In fact, why don’t we head that way now?”

“I thought you wanted us to bake?” Clove challenged. “Wasn’t that the whole point of today’s trip?”

“Clove, the whole point of today’s trip was to prove to you guys that you didn’t find a dead body in the woods,” I said. “I think I’ve done that.”

“You have not,” Thistle scoffed. “You’re only saying that to make us think something that’s not true. I know the way your mind works. You can’t fool us.”

I knew the way her mind worked, too, and she was right.

“She’s not trying to fool us,” Bay corrected. “She’s trying to convince herself that she’s right and we’re wrong. She’s worried we really did see something and that Edgar Martin is dead and she doesn’t want to be responsible for finding his body.”

How in the heck did she figure that out? The older they get, the shrewder they get. It’s frightening. If they all put their heads together now they come close to outsmarting me. Don’t ever tell them I said that, by the way. I’ll deny it to my dying day.

“I don’t think he’s dead,” I said. “I think he was passed out when you guys came across him. Then I think being in the cold woke him and he wandered off.”

“You said there were no tracks leading away,” Thistle pointed out.

I did say that. Crud. “Maybe he stepped in the tracks you already made,” I suggested. Hey, that’s actually a possibility. I warmed to my subject. “Maybe he woke up and saw the tracks and followed them out and we didn’t notice because we got distracted.”

Thistle snorted. “You’ll say anything to make us believe you’re right.”

That was also true. I decided to change the subject before things got out of hand. “Who wants to plow?”

Clove and Bay immediately raised their hands while Thistle took a moment to think. I narrowed my eyes as I watched her. I had no idea what was going through that busy mind of hers, but whatever it was couldn’t be good.

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