Witch Cast (A Mackenzie Coven Mystery Book 3) by Sonia Parin

Author:Sonia Parin [Parin, Sonia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

Octavia strode across the sitting room making notes on her invisible pad. Seconds later, the door buzzer rang. “That must be the pizza.”

“Good time for a break,” Lexie announced and prayed that would bring an to the day.

Lexie reached for another slice of pizza but before she could grab hold of it, it disappeared. “Hey.”

“You’re about to sink into a pizza coma. You’ve had enough,” Mirabelle declared.

“Okay. What’s next on the agenda?” Lexie asked, her tone testy.

“Your lines.”

Lexie touched her face. “Lines? Lines? Where? Under my eyes. Am I getting premature aging lines? I blame you for that.”

Catherine’s orb swooped down and she whispered, “Your lines as in, Lady Macbeth’s lines in the play.”

“What about them?”

“We’re rehearsing them with you.”

Mirabelle tapped her gavel. “Which lines have you learned?”

“To bed, to bed! Blah, blah, and more blah. What’s done cannot be... I forget what. To bed, to bed.” Lexie yawned.

Octavia handed her the script. “I understand they are rehearsing this scene tomorrow.”

“The mad scene?”

“The sleepwalking scene,” Octavia corrected.

Lexie yelped. “Out, damned spot!”

Everyone jumped back.

“No. No. No.” Mirabelle tapped her gavel. “You are not angry. You’re afraid and desperate. Your voice is supposed to be shaking.”

Lexie made her voice quiver. “Hell is murky!” It sure was.

“You’ve jumped several lines. Take it from the top. I will be the Gentlewoman. Grant can be the Doctor. We are witnessing you sleepwalking.” Mirabelle cleared her throat and then spoke the lines in perfect pitch.

Shaking her head, Lexie buried her face in her hands. “I didn’t get any of that. How am I supposed to play a role when I don’t even understand what it’s about or what I’m saying?”

“Octavia, would you care to explain the sleepwalking scene?”

“Isn’t that in the middle of the play?” Lexie moaned. “That’s only going to confuse me.”

“I’ll do a brief rundown of events leading up to the sleepwalking scene.” Octavia nudged back her imaginary glasses. “Lady Macbeth is reading a letter her husband sent her announcing the prophecy of the witches...”

“Hang on. Doesn’t the play open with witches?”

“Yes. But Lady Macbeth does not appear in that scene. We’re only covering the scenes you’re in.” Half an hour later, Octavia smiled. “Finally, Lady Macbeth commits suicide, but that happens off stage.”

By the time Octavia finished reciting the premise, Lexie had curled up into a tight ball. “If there’s blood, do I have a dagger? Please tell me I get to have a dagger. I’d like to have a dagger.” Lexie made a plunging motion aimed at Mirabelle. “And I’d like to kill someone with it.”

“That’s just it. You don’t kill anyone,” Octavia explained, “You merely goad your husband into committing regicide and now you are suffering the consequences.”

“I’m guilt-ridden?”

“Yes, now get into character,” Mirabelle ordered.

Lexie narrowed her gaze at her. “Oh, I’m in character, don’t you worry about that, but I’m struggling with the remorse part and stuck in blood thirsty mode.”

Jonathan nudged her. “I’m feeling superfluous, so I’ll just go.”

“At once, good night... Go at once,” she said at the top of her lungs, and then whispered, “Run while you can.

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