Spells and Sabotage by Kyeli Sky

Author:Kyeli Sky [Sky, Kyeli]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“The blue house,” I repeat as I cut through a narrow alley that runs between Main and Foxglove. I’m expecting something muted and tasteful, a pale, sky blue shade, perhaps, or maybe a dark navy tone that blends in with the surroundings.

What I’m not expecting is an electric neon blue that’s so bright that it hurts to look at it. The house practically glows. It’s like a beacon. It’s probably visible from outer space.

I squint and rub my eyes.

The neighboring houses are in muted creams and neutral tones, with well manicured lawns and neat flower beds edging the walkways.

The Fortier house is the complete opposite. Wild roses have taken over the yard and flowering vines crawl along the fence. A few cats lounge on the cement steps that lead up to the porch, and they follow me with their eyes as I ascend.

Before I can ring the bell, the front door swings open of its own accord.

“Come in, come in,” a pleasant voice chirps.

I peer inside, expecting to see one of the elderly Fortier witches standing on the threshold, holding the door handle and waiting to greet me. But there’s no one there.

Instead, the entryway opens into a brightly lit living room with area rugs covering the wood floors and large potted plants sitting in the corners. And there’s yarn everywhere.

Literally.

There are baskets of yarn, bags of yarn, piles of yarn on the couch and matching loveseat. Rolled yarn balls litter the floor and rest on the end tables. Skeins waiting to be rolled cover the coffee table.

But that’s not the strangest thing in the living room.

At least ten pairs of knitting needles clack away, floating in mid-air and attached to random balls of yarn, with smooth fabrics in varying shades of pink, yellow, and cream dangling beneath them. The needles are knitting at lightning speed and the fabrics hanging off of them grow right before my eyes, turning into adorable little hats and miniature pairs of socks, ruffled sweaters and cozy baby-sized blankets.

What in the world?

“Come on in,” the chirpy voice says again, “And shut the door behind you. We’ve been expecting you.”

Why am I not surprised.

I can’t think of any good reason not to comply so I push the door shut and stand, transfixed, in the foyer, staring at the baby garments that are being created by seemingly phantom hands.

“Um, where are you?” I say, wondering if perhaps the Fortier sisters are ghosts and nobody thought to mention it to me. It wouldn’t be the strangest thing that’s happened since I arrived in Lupine Valley.

“We’re in the kitchen,” the voice answers, “Come on back.”

I skirt around the frenzied activity, hugging the wall of the living area, and make my way to the arching doorway on the opposite side of the room. It opens into a bright, airy kitchen and dining area, and I finally lay eyes on the Fortier witches.

They’re a mismatched pair, one wispy and rail thin, the other rounded like a peach, and they’re both

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