Witch Me Luck: A Wicked Witches of the Midwest Mystery Book Six by Lee Amanda M

Author:Lee, Amanda M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2015-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Landon said, peering through the front window of his Explorer as he followed the ball of light speeding ahead of us. “I said after the last time that that would be the last time. Now, I’m here doing it again. Unbelievable!”

“Stop your bellyaching,” Aunt Tillie barked from the backseat. “You love this stuff and you know it.”

From the passenger seat, I risked a look at Landon. There was a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. “Is she right?” I hadn’t meant to say the words out loud.

Landon arched an eyebrow. “Does it look as though I’m having fun?”

“Kind of.”

Landon shook his head. “I must be crazy,” he said.

“You didn’t have to come with us,” I said. “We could have done it on our own.”

“Do you really think I would have rewarded you for telling me the truth by abandoning you?”

“I don’t think truth is something that should be rewarded,” I muttered.

“You’ve had a rough day,” Landon said. “You’ll feel better when this is over. I might even be convinced to give you a massage … if things don’t completely blow up in our faces in the next hour.”

“How has my day been rough?”

“You thought you were helping Clove and then you ended up hurting her,” Landon said, his eyes trained on the road. “You could’ve pretended you didn’t find the mask.”

“No, I couldn’t have done that,” I said. “I wouldn’t betray you that way.”

Landon darted his eyes to me briefly. “I know. That’s not what I meant. You could have tried to protect Clove by doing the wrong thing. You didn’t.”

“Clove will understand that,” Aunt Tillie said. “She’s all caught up in her own head right now.”

“I hope so,” I said.

“Trust me,” Aunt Tillie said. “She won’t be able to stay angry with you. It’s not in her. She’s not mean and vindictive like this one.” Aunt Tillie gestured to Thistle, next to her in the backseat.

“I am not mean and vindictive,” Thistle protested.

“Hey, those are the reasons I like you,” Aunt Tillie said. “You remind me of me.”

“That’s the meanest thing you’ve ever said to me,” Thistle pouted.

“Not even close,” Aunt Tillie replied, unruffled. “You probably don’t remember, but when you were six I told you there was a lion living in the woods and it wanted to eat you.”

“I do kind of remember that,” Thistle said. “You said it was only after little girls who lied and that it was waiting for me because I stole your gold necklace. I was afraid to leave the house for a month.”

“See, you had it coming,” Aunt Tillie said.

“There’s just one problem with that,” Thistle said. “I didn’t steal your gold necklace. Bay accidentally broke it and then blamed it on me.”

Aunt Tillie swiveled, and I could see her fixing me with a look in the rearview mirror. “Is that true?”

I shrugged. “I was trying it on and it broke. It was an accident.”

“And you let your cousin take the fall

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