Son of a Witch by K.J. Emrick & S. Joseph Wells

Author:K.J. Emrick & S. Joseph Wells [Emrick, K. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: South Coast Publishing

Chapter 7

The Hot Cauldron Café was one of the great joys of Addie’s life. She had built it up from nothing, and now it was the only decent restaurant to eat at in Shadow Lake. Well, there was another place that served overcooked burgers and oily fries and something that passed as chili, but anyone who ate there once came to the Hot Cauldron the next time.

At the front of the building was their logo, a cartoonish black cauldron with a wooden spoon handle sticking out and bubbles popping out from above. Stereotypical witch stuff, sure, but it helped people remember her place. In one of the large front windows was a hand painted sign that read “Come In and Sit a Spell.”

Heh. Witch humor.

She could see inside that most of the tables were full of customers. Darla Pettigrew was there, moving quickly from table to table, taking orders and delivering food that she prepared herself. It was very busy, and Darla was handling it like a pro. Willow was right. They could use another employee. Well, that was something else to put on her to-do list.

They parked around back, behind the long rectangular of the cafe, in the little area for cars between the Hot Cauldron and the holistic foods store. The back door here opened into the kitchen and was only for employees, which meant Addie and Darla were the only ones with keys. At night Addie put a protective spell on the door, too.

Inside, it smelled wonderful. Pancakes were stacked in a warming tray. Sausages sizzled in a pan on low heat. Bowls of batter waited to be used, smelling of cinnamon and vanilla. An open carton of eggs sat next to the stove. Everything was nice and neat and orderly.

Addie stopped in the middle of the room, looking around her to inspect everything. “It looks like Darla has everything taken care of. I guess I didn’t need to worry after all.”

“Guess not,” Willow agreed, sniffing over a platter of cinnamon rolls. “Can I have one of these? I’m starving.”

“Sure. Go ahead and help yourself. I’m going to go talk to Darla for a moment.”

Willow already had a plate out for a roll and a couple of sausages. Addie left her there and went through the swinging door that separated the kitchen from the dining room.

The noises of people chatting while forks and knives clattered against plates was much louder out here. Several of the people waved to her when they saw her. Some of them, those who lived in town, asked if she knew anything about Seth Hunter’s death. She said a few words to each of them, promising that the First Selectman would let everyone know as soon as there was news, and reminding them that the Birch Hollow Police were on the case. That seemed to satisfy everyone for now.

She was totally in her element here. If there was time she would have thrown on an apron and served a few customers. Hopefully they could wrap up this mystery today, or at least find something that would lead them to an answer.

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