Wart by Anna Myers

Author:Anna Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing Plc
Published: 2009-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

• SEVEN •

It was a miserable walk home. No one said anything except to complain about aching feet. Ham didn't even eat anything from the snack bag.

When they were finally there and inside the garage, Stewart looked at his watch to see that it was three o'clock. They climbed into the van, where they planned to sleep.

"You take the fold-out seat," Stewart said to Rachel. "We'll sleep on the floor."

Rachel took out the alarm clock from her equipment bag, set it, and said, "Good night."

"I'm giving up," Stewart said, and he closed his eyes. "There is no use trying to fight her."

"Might as well," said Ham. "Maybe she really will help you with stuff. Maybe she'll even help me if you ask her to."

"Stop it you two, and, Stewart Wright, don't you even think of giving up." Rachel sat up and shook her finger at Stewart. "You can't let a witch take over your family. We aren't beaten yet."

"Maybe she isn't a witch at all. Maybe she found the necklace," he said sadly. "Maybe she found it when she turned on the light. Remember the rattling noise we heard?"

"It found her," said Rachel, "and you know it." She lay back down.

Stewart didn't answer. There was nothing more, it seemed to him, to say. The next thing he knew the alarm was going off. He looked at the time, seven thirty. Dad was probably up and could be coming out to the garage any time. They climbed out, ready to go their separate ways. "Thanks," said Stewart. "Thanks, both of you. You were great."

"Anytime," said Rachel with a little laugh.

"Yeah," said Ham, "anytime in the next century!"

Stewart sat for a while on the front step, feeling dejected and alone. When he heard his father stirring in the house, he got out his key and went in with a story ready about waking up early at Ham's house and deciding to come on home.

His father was in a great mood, singing and joking. "Got any plans for the day?" He poured himself a cup of coffee.

"I'm pretty exhausted, not much sleep last night at Ham's. I don't even want any breakfast. I just want to go to bed." It was true that he was sleepy, but he also figured his father was going to suggest some activity involving Ms. Gibbs. That was a face Stewart just couldn't look at again so soon. He headed out of the kitchen.

"Okay." Dad was taking eggs from the refrigerator. "Think I'll pick up Georgia, and if she's not too tired, we might go do a little Christmas shopping. We'll have our algebra lesson when I get home."

Stewart stopped and turned back to his father. "Christmas shopping? Last night was just Halloween."

"Well, sure it's early. Probably I won't buy anything, just look." He smiled at Stewart. "I think this will be our best Christmas ever."

He'll probably be married by December, Stewart thought with an inward groan. Then suddenly he remembered last Christmas, Martha helping them decorate the tree.

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