When Witches Sing by Aelina Isaacs

Author:Aelina Isaacs [Aelina Isaacs]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aelina Isaacs
Published: 2022-12-17T00:00:00+00:00

A short time later has found us back in the kitchen, accompanied by softer music pouring from Arlo’s phone this time. Felix and Calen are here too. My eyes are swollen, irritated by the corpses of past tears, but Arlo’s solid line of warmth at my back makes the discomfort worth it. His chin rests on my shoulder, his back must be killing him to be hunched over like this, but I’m certainly not about to ask him to move. It smells like bread and warm and evergreen.

“Good, just like that.” He says, driving every hair on my body to stand up on end.

It’s taken flour in my hair and syrup on my shoes to achieve an acceptable dough, and when I finally did get it right I had to start all over again, due to Pesto scampering into the kitchen to scream his fool head off which led to me screaming, then throwing my dough through the air. He dutifully gobbled it up, then took off like nothing happened.

“I hardly did anything.” I glare at Arlo from the corner of my eye, my fingers resting on the loosely braided lechem that somewhat resembles the perfect one Felix braided in demonstration.

“Sure, love.” Arlo chuckles, kissing me on the temple. He does straighten then, reaching into his pocket to retrieve a wildly ringing phone. He silences it, frowning.

Felix perks up from what must be his sixth loaf, we ended up making enough dough for an army. He and Arlo exchange a look, but then Arlo shakes his head. Felix rolls his eyes, and I wonder what exactly was said between them. Calen giggles from their place at the breakfast nook but otherwise stays out of the silent discussion, writing furiously in a small notebook.

“Is … everything alright?” I ask, glancing at Arlo whose phone starts ringing again almost immediately.

Felix chuckles, earning a scowl from Arlo. “Fine, Kitty is just being annoying.” Arlo says, giving me a tight smile.

“Oh,” I say, staring down at my flour dusted hands. I look back up to him. “Do you … is this how you normally spend the day before Yule?” I laugh weakly, shaking my head. “Nevermind, that was a silly question.”

The seconds-long silence that follows is too much, and thankfully Calen breaks it. They’re standing beside Felix now, smiling. “Actually, it is. We spend the day before cooking the things that will keep well, like the braided loaves. Don’t think we made extra just so you could practice, they'll get eaten up.” The demon winks, and I can’t help but laugh a little.

“Oh, well, that’s good then.”

“Well, if you guys have this under control,” Felix claps his hands on his pants, brushing away some of the flour. He playfully pushes Arlo out of the way, then pulls me into a quick and rough hug. I’m so taken aback by it that I don’t have time to return the embrace. He moves on to Arlo, promising him that he’ll take care of ‘it.’

Then it’s just us.

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