Witchin' Around the Clock (Wicked Witches of the Midwest Book 15) by Amanda M. Lee

Author:Amanda M. Lee
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2019-11-05T05:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

“Explain yourselves.”

Mom, Marnie and Twila dragged us into the family living quarters, which were separate from the rest of the inn, so they could scream at us without garnering attention from the guests. It was bad enough that they’d found out, but the pitying look Hazel shot us before we disappeared into the house was an added smack in the face.

Speaking of that, I wanted to smack her in the face … with a brick. I knew that she hadn’t planned any of this, but if she’d just kept her mouth shut none of this would’ve happened.

“I think she’s talking to you, Clove,” Thistle noted, throwing herself into one of the comfortable easy chairs.

Clove looked terrified. I thought she might actually pass out. She was so pale I could practically see through her. To his credit, Sam stood between her and our mothers. He was trying to be a wall, but all he was doing was making himself a target.

“Don’t yell at her,” he ordered, his hands clenched into fists at his side. It wasn’t that he was going to punch anyone as much as he was obviously trying to bolster himself. I felt bad for him. “She can’t take it.”

“She can’t take it?” Marnie arched an eyebrow. As Clove’s mother, it was her job to deliver the ultimate diatribe. She looked as wan as her daughter. They were carbon copies of each other, so she painted an interesting picture. “Well, perhaps she’s not the only one who can’t take it. Maybe I can’t take it either.”

Oh, that was a huge load of crap. “Nothing has happened to you,” I volunteered, drawing three sets of furious eyes. “You’re not pregnant so ... why don’t you get over yourselves?”

Thistle’s eyes went wide with amusement as Landon sidled closer to me.

“Sweetie, now might not be the time for you to pick a fight,” he offered. “I mean ... I’m not telling you what to do or anything, but I’m not sure I can take all three of them.”

I shot him a quelling look. “I’ve got this.” My words were bolder than my courage. “Clove is pregnant. There. It’s out of the bag. You know and everybody can calm down and accept it.”

“Accept it?” Marnie’s voice was unnaturally shrill. “What if I don’t want to accept it? Have you considered that?”

Ugh. She was being purposely obnoxious. “It’s not about you,” I shot back. “It’s about Clove. Why can’t you guys just be supportive and give her the encouragement she needs? There’s a reason we were trying to keep it secret.”

“And just how long were you planning to keep it secret?” Mom challenged, her eyes a fascinating mixture of fire and ice. If I didn’t know it was impossible, I would think she was about to combust. “Were you going to hide Clove from us for six months and then magically show up with a baby?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Besides, she’s a lot further along than that. You really only have four and a half months to adjust.

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