Witchy Wishes (Neighborhood Witch Committee Book 3) by Nic Saint

Author:Nic Saint [Saint, Nic]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Puss in Print Publications
Published: 2018-04-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

I left my sisters and set foot for Brown’s Better Bread Bakery. As I walked, though, the nagging feeling kept haunting me that Strel was right. Our first priority was taking care of Gran, slashers of this world be damned. And then there was her touching speech about pursuing our hopes and dreams. I had to admit she was probably right about that as well. I never wanted to become a flower shop girl. Or a neighborhood watch member. I had desperately wanted to become a pastry chef ever since I blew up my first kitchen.

I heaved a deep sigh as I joined the millions of pedestrians who flocked to the sidewalks all across the city, while taxis hooted and bike messengers weaved their way through the sea of cars, and midmorning traffic predictably ground to a complete halt.

I passed a construction site, and underwent the catcalls and shrill whistles with stoic indifference, as every New York woman is trained to do from an early age. Then, suddenly, one of the construction workers bellowed, “Hey, fatty! Yo ass as big as yo boobs?!”

“Yeah, show us some skin, whale woman!”

“Don’t listen to those idiots. You’ve got a beautiful smile, babe.”

“Beautiful? She’s a blubbery biatch, dude. Have you seen the ass on her?”

They all laughed and I flipped them the finger, suddenly starting to warm to the Slasher’s mission of removing as many of these idiots from the face of the earth as possible.

Walking on, I ignored more comments men occasionally lobbed in my direction, some of them whistling, others giving me lascivious glances, while still others turned and fell into step beside me, calling out, “Hey, beautiful. Wanna go out with me? What’s your number?”

Shaking my head, I ignored one and all, until I finally arrived at Brown’s, and ducked inside, glad to be off the street. What the heck happened to the men in this town?

I caught sight of Skip, and when he came over and said, “I’ll be your server today, Miss Flummox,” I laughed. At least some men were still okay.

He gave me a wide grin, and we both sat down at a table near the window.

“So your dad decided to open the shop, huh?” I asked.

“Yeah, and I’m sure glad he did. Beats sitting at home driving myself crazy.” He followed my gaze as I looked around. “Though we’re only doing a fraction of our usual business. Normally around this time the place is packed. Now? Well, you see what I mean.”

Glancing around, I saw there was a short line of customers at the counter, and I noticed not many were seated in the dining room either. A few elderly ladies enjoyed a pancake and a cup of coffee, and a few men ate in silence, devouring pieces of pie. But apart from them, the place wasn’t exactly bustling.

“So did you talk to your dad? About your uncle Gus?”

“I did, actually.” Before he could tell me more, a middle-aged woman with a pencil behind her ear walked up to us.

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