Get with the Potion : A Paranormal Cozy Mystery (Pacific North Witches Book 2) by Samantha Silver

Author:Samantha Silver [Silver, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

After eating our coffee and macarons—which were absolutely amazing—I felt energetic and ready to go. The half jolt of java in one of the macarons certainly helped with that.

“We had some Phoenix Chocolates, didn’t we?” Willow asked. “The ones Leda gave you, right?”

“Yeah,” I said with a nod. “They were amazing. Hopefully Megan is looking for someone to sample something.”

Willow laughed. “You’re incorrigible. You literally just ate the equivalent of three full macarons. How can you still be thinking about food?”

I shrugged. “Solving murders is a great way to burn calories.”

“So is running.”

“This is way more fun.”

“It’s also way more dangerous.”

“That’s half the fun.”

“You’re an insane person. Like, seriously, completely insane.”

“And yet you love me anyway,” I teased as we walked along the roads. I liked it here. Pacific Cove had a nice small-town feel and reminded me of Mt. Rheanier. People smiled at us as we walked past, and a dog familiar bounded toward us, happily wagging his tail as I gave him some pats.

After about five minutes, we reached the end of the street, and I knew we had to be in the right place.

“Well, that’s certainly an interesting design choice,” Willow said, motioning toward the building that had to be the old Pacific Chocolates factory. It was maybe three stories high and had originally been quite small, with obvious parts added on. However, none of the add-ons seemed to make any sense from an aesthetic point of view. It was like somebody had found a whole bunch of building materials at the dump and used them to haphazardly expand the factory.

“I have to admit, it does have a certain charm to it, though,” Willow said, tilting her head as she looked at the building. “It’s certainly better than those tall, plain, glass monstrosities that all look exactly the same up in Spokurse.”

“That’s definitely true,” I said, my eyes moving from the factory and looking for the house the fairy had told us about. Sure enough, on the other side of a small fence, about a hundred yards from the factory, sat a cute little cottage. That had to be the place.

Willow and I made our way to the front door and knocked. Right away, we were greeted with the sounds of a dog barking. The door opened a minute later, and a little fluffy corgi ran toward us, his little legs moving as fast as they could. He immediately began spinning around us in circles, and I laughed as I put my hand down to see if he wanted to have a sniff. He did, carefully inspecting my hand before going back to running around.

“Sherlock!” the witch in front of us said. “Come on. Get back in the house. That’s no way to treat guests.”

Sherlock did as he was asked, sprinting back inside and returning a moment later with a tennis ball, which he dropped at Willow’s feet. She laughed and picked it up.

“Ok if I throw this?” she asked the witch, who nodded with a smile.

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