Witch Cursed in Westerham by Dionne Lister

Author:Dionne Lister
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 9780994602565
Publisher: Dionne Lister

Chapter 10

After getting home late yesterday afternoon, I ate some cheese on toast—the easiest thing to make with my non-witch skills—I fell into bed and slept until the next morning when Will gently shook my shoulder. “Lily, wake up.”

I reluctantly squinted my eyes open. “What time is it?”

He sat on the edge of the bed, already dressed in his uniform. “Eight.”

Although he was ready for work, he looked like he should be going back to bed. The dark puffiness under his eyes was clear, even in the dim light. “What time did you get in last night?”

“Midnight. We’ve got too much on. That’s why I’m getting you up now. Emergency meeting’s been called at your brother’s, seeing as how last night’s was cancelled.”

My eyes opened all the way, and I sat up so quickly, my head spun. “What happened? Is everyone okay?” Gah, it was too early for a racing heart.

“I have no idea. Just hurry up and get ready. Wear your uniform, just in case, and bring your camera.”

“Okay.” He stood so I could get out of bed.

“I’ll see you downstairs. I’ve made coffee.” He smiled.

“You’re the best.” I quickly dressed, washed my face, brushed my teeth—the usual things—then hurried downstairs. At least I’d had enough sleep, the fatigue of yesterday gone, shame the same thing couldn’t be said about the heavy sense of dread tightening my shoulders and jaw.

Ma’am was downstairs already, and had, in fact, finished her tea and breakfast. As I walked in, she was shutting the dishwasher. She turned around. “Good morning, dear.” Dressed in her usual perfectly pressed uniform, her hair in its tidy bun, the only sign of the latest stress was… well, there wasn’t any. How did she hold things together so well? I was betting she was like the duck who looked calm on top of the water, but her mind was as busy as those little webbed feet under the water. That made me think of Will’s car. Despite the potentially dangerous or depressing day ahead, I couldn’t stop the grin.

“Morning.”

“What are you so happy about,” she asked.

“I just remembered the quackmobile.”

Angelica smiled. “At least we have something to smile about.”

Will handed me a green to-go coffee cup. “You can drink this on the way.” Wow, so he still couldn’t smile about his car.

“It’s not like the Range Rover won’t be changed back as soon as Angelica has her powers working properly. I’ll be sorry to see the duck go. I feel like we’ve bonded.” All I got for my efforts was a bland stare. I snorted.

“Okay, children. Time to go.” Angelica led the way outside to her car. Oh, another gloriously freezing day of drizzle. At least winter couldn’t last forever, and it was February. Spring would soon be here, and hopefully better times with it.

The drive to my brother’s was a fairly quiet one, Angelica giving no hint as to what we were about to discuss. Several times I opened my mouth to ask but then remembered we didn’t have a bubble of silence.

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