Desginer Sales and Secrets by A. R. Winters

Author:A. R. Winters [Winters, A. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

It’s hard to work on a charm and perform the minor magic that’s needed to make them effective when you’re being distracted by death-like screams, crazed shouting, and the antics of insane people.

And home was supposed to be a restful place.

The cause of the noise was, thank goodness, the television. I put down the small piece of whittled oak that I had been working and went to investigate.

Kiwi was sitting on the couch with a bowl of cheese puffs, his eyes riveted to the screen.

“What in magic’s name are you watching?” I asked with a frown after the latest maniacal screech of an obviously deranged woman had been cut off.

“Dress Me for a Date!” he said happily.

“Dress Me for a Date? What’s that?” I asked, sitting down next to him and abandoning my charm for the moment.

“It’s a reality show where they help women get dressed for their date. Look at her lipstick!” he said with a cackle, pointing his wing at the screen: a woman with green lipstick looked like she was about to start screaming in feigned outrage at something.

“But you’re not interested in things like that!”

He cocked his head at me. “Am too.”

“I asked you how I looked for my date earlier and you were worse than useless!”

He spun his little head to look at me, running his eyes up and down as if examining me for the first time. Then he shrugged his wings.

“What?” I asked.

“You’re not real, not like the people on television.”

“WHAT!?”

He pointed his wing again. “Look. Much more real. It’s reality television,” he said with a happy nod, which he followed up by pecking back into the cheese puff bowl.

“They’re not real! It’s edited and cut and the people are fake and it’s all just awful stuff, Kiwi. A few minutes for a guilty pleasure are okay, but you watch this junk all the time!”

Kiwi cackled and clapped his wings together, his attention having been drawn back to the television by some fake drama on the screen.

“Are you even listening to me?” I asked him.

“Shhhh,” he responded, his eyes locked back on the screen.

I was about to carry on my lecture when my phone buzzed, giving Kiwi a brief respite from my wisdom.

It was Sarah.

“Hello?”

“Aria! Have you got the television on?”

“Yes,” I said unhappily. “We’re watching Dress Me for My Date.”

“A date!” corrected Kiwi.

I rolled my eyes and focused on the phone call.

“What? You don’t watch that garbage, do you? Turn it to the local news channel! Pronto!” The final word was said with such vigor that I had to hold the phone away from my head to protect my hearing.

I snatched up the remote from next to Kiwi and before he could even let out a squawk, I’d flicked the channel over.

“What’s going on?” I said to Sarah.

“Just watch! We’ll talk after!”

Kiwi let out a loud squawk of complaint.

“Quiet! Sarah said this is important.”

On the screen, they were showing a replay of the fight outside my shop. I glared at the television, wondering why Sarah wanted me to watch the embarrassing scene again.

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