A Witch Axe to Grind by Constance Barker

Author:Constance Barker [Barker, Constance]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Constance Barker
Published: 2019-08-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

On the short drive, she mulled it over. Since Perkins’ death, dreams and nightmares had plagued the town. And to look at Keith’s desk, it was getting worse. Was Perkins involved in some sort of magic? Nick O’Broin was certainly curious about Perkins, and Nick was already exhibiting some odd, and a few impossible, behaviors.

Tink’s tow truck parked behind Zinnia’s red pickup outside Amity Center. Her two friends had lived in Amity Corners a lot longer than Nann. Maybe they knew Arthur Perkins.

Nann parked Cricket and pushed into the gallery. When Zinnia saw her, she turned away with enough drama and force to raise her hair. Tink, far less into drama, put her fists on her hips. She was a lot more forward than Zinnia.

“Why are our boyfriends dreaming of you? Are you doing some kind of Druid love spell?” Tink raised the back of her hands toward the ceiling and wiggled her fingers.

Nann felt a little insulted. “Druids don’t do love spells.”

“What’s the deal, then?”

Zinnia, still facing away, lifted her nose. “She’s got that deputy and the smokin hot writer. Isn’t that enough for her?”

“Yeah. What do you need with our guys?” Tink said.

Nann remembered the dream about Tink’s boyfriend, Manuel, cooking her breakfast with a guilty start. There was nothing untoward about that dream. Maybe she just got up later than Manuel. Or went to bed earlier. Or something. “They’re just dreams, guys. I’m not after your boyfriends. Everyone in town is having crazy, mixed up dreams. But that doesn’t make them real.”

Tink hung her head for a moment. “Look. I’ve shown my ears to Manuel.”

“Kinky,” Zinnia said.

The shop goblin lifted a reddening face. “What I mean is, Manuel is the first guy I’ve been with who doesn’t think I’m a freak, or a monster. He’s someone I trust. We’re getting closer. There’s a real connection. And then all of a sudden, he’s dreaming about you, Nann. He should be dreaming about me. It feels like you’re stealing him away.”

Nann shook her head. “Nope. Not doing that.”

“I can’t help but think that something’s going on, Nann.”

“Something is going on. I don’t know what. But, c’mon, Tink.” Nann gave her shoulder a light backhand. “We’re buds. Zinn, I’d never do that to you. You know that, right?”

Zinnia put her face in her hands, making her voice hard to understand. “Yes, I know that. But it all feels so real. My fear, my embarrassment, my anger, is real. Even if these are just dreams, I can’t get past my feelings. Stupid as it is, I’m so pissed off at you, Nann.”

Tink cocked her head. “Stupid, but true. We’re officially pissed off.”

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