My Favorite Witch by Lisa Plumley

Author:Lisa Plumley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2009-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Stepping out of the Covenhaven Library with a loaded backpack and an armful of witchcraft books she could scarcely carry, Dayna stared at her surroundings with surprise.

Sometime while she’d been inside, the Covenhaven farmers’ market had sprung up in the parking lot across the street. It appeared to be in full swing, too. Town residents came and went in tandem with tourists, all of them carrying canvas bags full of purchases. Fruits and vegetables and handcrafted wares were piled at every tented stall. Sunshine glinted off an array of turquoise and opal jewelry. Dried leaves from the town’s single oak tree skittered across the street, and the mingled scents of burnt sugar and apples traveled enticingly on the crisp air.

Mmm. Caramel-dipped apples. Their fragrance transported Dayna instantly to her childhood, making her feel a tiny bit nostalgic for Covenhaven and its traditions. For an outsider like her, that felt like a minor miracle.

But it was no wonder, she realized as she inhaled deeply. As a little girl, she’d visited the Covenhaven market with her parents whenever the event had been held on the weekend. Back then, she’d savored those delectable apples and spent her allowance on pretty but inexpensive jewelry, while her parents had visited with their neighbors and practiced reining in their magic so they wouldn’t be exposed as witchfolk.

Escaping detection had been a game with Sam and Margo Sterling, and with their friends. Even though Dayna hadn’t needed to cast shielding charms to keep her magic from giving away her status as a witch, those weekends had been good times for her, too. Unfortunately, she didn’t have time for a trip down memory lane now. She had to get back to Deuce’s apartment and hole up with her books for a serious crash course in witchery.

Feeling determined to do exactly that, Dayna retraced her steps to the trolley stop she’d arrived from. But she’d only traveled half a block before she reached an obstacle. The street adjacent to the trolley stop also led directly to the farmers’ market, and it had been cordoned off with yellow tape, orange traffic cones, and a police cruiser to prevent gate crashers.

There would be no trolley arriving at that stop soon.

With a sigh, Dayna stared up the street, searching for an alternate route. The sound of acoustic guitar music drifted her way from the market, along with children’s laughter. She shaded her eyes with her free hand, then turned in the other direction.

A lone stop stood there, marked by a trolley sign and occupied by two tourists wearing brand-new cowboy boots.

She would just have to look at the trolley map and figure out a new route to Deuce’s when she got there. Still hoping for another, closer trolley stop, Dayna readjusted her books and then took one last look around, gazing past the market’s exit.

Wait a minute. Someone familiar was in that crowd! Filled with curiosity, Dayna looked more closely. She squinted at the people leaving the market, searching for a recognizable face.

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