Spells A La Carte (Mystic Cafe Series Book 3) by Pressey Rose

Author:Pressey, Rose [Pressey, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2015-06-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

I’d gone home to shower and change into something prettier than pants with ketchup and grease stains. There was still time before meeting Rory though, so Mary Jane was coming over for a bit. Grandma Imelda had left me her little white cottage house when she’d retired. Roses, peonies, and azaleas lined the path leading to the front door. The interior of the home was bathed in warm colors named after foods, like buttercream yellow on the kitchen walls. The place oozed comfort and charm, exactly how I’d describe Grandma Imelda.

When I answered the door, Mary Jane was standing in front of me. She wore her blue and white gingham shirt that I loved with white shorts. She looked like she should be on the pages of a Lands’ End catalog.

“I brought chocolate chip cookies.” She held up the clear dish and I spotted the baked goodies inside.

“Thank you.” I took the dish from her hand. “Come on in and I’ll get the milk.”

“Where’s Imelda?” Mary Jane asked.

I pulled a couple glasses from the cabinet. “She went to pick up a few things from the grocery.”

Mary Jane placed a handful of cookies onto the plate. “This is just like high school.”

I laughed. “Cookies and milk after school and before homework.”

“Did you find your yearbook?” she asked.

I handed her a glass of milk, and then grabbed the plate. “Yes, I did. It’s in my bedroom. Come on and we can look at it.”

“Are you sure you won’t get in trouble for eating in your room?” She laughed.

I rolled my eyes. We headed into my bedroom and I placed the plate and glass on my desk. I picked up the yearbook. Mystic Hollow High, Class of 2000.

“I am not looking forward to seeing my picture again,” Mary Jane said as she took a bite of a cookie.

I put the book down on my comforter and we lay across the bed. I flipped open the cover and to the section with our class. Of course we had to look at our pictures first. Might as well get the humiliation over with. No sense in prolonging it. I turned to Mary Jane’s page first.

“Of course we have to look at my picture first,” she said.

“Of course.” I snorted.

“I had that whole goth thing going on, didn’t I?”

I turned to my page. “It’s better than me.” I tapped the page. “I was wearing glitter eye shadow.”

“Don’t forget the gazillion butterfly clips in your hair.”

“Yeah, thanks for the reminder.”

Now we needed to look for Meredith’s picture. Why, I wasn’t sure, but I was just curious about this woman who had moved back to Mystic Hollow. Why had she come back? I knew why I had come back, but this seemed different for her. She wasn’t taking over the family business. I just couldn’t remember a lot about her from school. I knew that she had been quiet, but other that I didn’t remember even talking to her. It wasn’t that I hadn’t wanted to, but she’d kept to herself.

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