[A Wicked Witches of the Midwest 10.9] How Aunt Tillie Stole Christmas by Amanda M Lee

Author:Amanda M Lee [Lee, Amanda M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2017-12-12T05:00:00+00:00

Seven

“I’m confused.” Clove held her hands in front of the heating vent as we drove toward Cheboygan. “If the judge won’t let the boys live with their uncle, how are you going to change his mind?”

“Because I’m me,” I replied. “Bay, you read the file on the way back to Walkerville. What was the judge’s name listed on the decision?”

“How is she supposed to remember that?” Thistle complained.

“Judge West,” Bay supplied. “I remember because it reminded me of the Wicked Witch of the West … and you say we’re the Wicked Witches of the Midwest … and sometimes I remember weird things I have no business remembering.”

“Great.” I smiled as I passed a slow-moving driver and offered up a one-finger salute for her sloth-like speed choice. “Get off the road, you blind old bat!”

The woman honked back and matched my salute.

“I happen to know Gerald West,” I added.

“Did he lock you up?” Thistle asked.

“No.”

“Did he want to lock you up?”

“No. Well, maybe.”

“Is he going to be happy to see you?” Bay shifted on her seat. “I’m going to guess that he won’t and that’s where we’re going, right?”

I shook my head. “Actually, we’re going to see Carl Lewis first. We’ll worry about Gerald West later. Trust me. He’ll be happy to hear from me.”

“I’ve got twenty bucks that says he won’t be happy to hear from you,” Thistle muttered.

“Where did you get twenty bucks?”

“I have money.”

“Good to know. If I need to borrow some, I’ll come to you next time.”

“You’re my least favorite relative,” Thistle grumbled. “That’s not just for today. That’s every day.”

“I’m sure you’ll change your mind when I catch you sneaking around outside after dark and don’t tell your mother.”

Thistle pursed her lips. Much like me, she hates when the person she’s arguing with has a point. “I’m not taking back what I said. I don’t care how long you sit there waiting for me to do it.”

“I don’t want you to take it back. You wouldn’t be you if you took it back.”

“You’ve got that right.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. The kid has pizzazz. I can’t explain it. Bay, on the other hand, was somber as she stared out the window. She clearly had a lot on her mind.

“What are you going to do when you find this uncle?” Bay asked. “Are you just going to ask him to take David, Michael and Andrew, and then send them off to have a happily ever after?”

I shrugged, noncommittal. “I don’t know yet. It depends on what he has to say.”

“What do you think he’s going to say?”

“Why are you asking so many serious questions?”

“Because I’m worried,” Bay admitted without hesitation. “I want to make things better, but I’m really worried that we won’t be able to.”

“I don’t think you should worry about that.”

“Well, it’s too late. I am worried.”

I should’ve thought about that before allowing them to tag along. They’re teenagers, which means they’re all about themselves most of the time. They’re always dramatic.

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