On a Witch and a Prayer: A Wicked Witches of the Midwest Short by Amanda M. Lee

Author:Amanda M. Lee [Lee, Amanda M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2015-07-13T23:00:00+00:00

“THERE’S no reason to pout,” I said, topping off Bay’s chocolate martini with one hand and rubbing her neck with the other. “It was a good try.”

“Nothing happened.”

“It was still a good try.”

After forty minutes of watching Bay, Thistle and Clove chant at the moon – frustration becoming evident when Thistle’s chants turned to dirty limericks – the trio gave up. I was happy. The first five minutes watching them was exhilarating. After that, though? The real problem with the woods is that you can’t watch Sports Center when you’re bored.

The six of us gave up on the séance and started mainlining chocolate martinis. We’d been at it for about a half hour, and none of us were particularly interested in packing up and returning to the guesthouse. It seemed Bay and her cousins knew what they were doing when they thought ahead and brought the comforter and alcohol.

I relaxed on the blanket, propping myself up on one elbow as I sipped my martini. “You did your best. Don’t let it get you down.”

“We should have asked Aunt Tillie for help,” Clove said.

“Did you take a stupid pill when I wasn’t looking?” Thistle asked, cuffing Clove’s head. “We can’t ask Aunt Tillie. If we put her in a position to add alcohol and magic to her already bad mood she’ll curse us to within an inch of our lives.”

“I think you guys give her too much power,” I said. “She only curses you because she knows she can get away with it.”

“She curses us because she likes it,” Thistle said. “Being mean is what keeps her alive.”

“Sometimes I think you’re bitter,” I said.

“Sometimes I think you’re right,” Thistle replied, leaning her head against Marcus’ shoulder.

“Well, it’s not a total loss,” I said. “We have a beautiful night and a full jug of martinis.”

“I thought you were afraid of the woods,” Bay prodded.

“I thought you were here to protect me,” I said, grinning. “You’re going to have to stay close if you want to do that.”

“I’ll do my best.”

“The only thing that could make this better is a BLT,” I said, pouring another martini for myself. “And a few pillows.”

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