Southern Magic Thanksgiving (Sweet Tea Witch Mysteries Book 7) by Amy Boyles

Author:Amy Boyles [Boyles, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LADYBUGBOOKS LLC
Published: 2018-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

“Why would Becky Ray kill you?”

I waited for what seemed forever before the rabbit spoke. “She swore that if I—”

A rap came from the front of the building. My gaze shot to Collinsworth and Mattie.

“Y’all expecting anyone?”

Both animals shook their heads.

“Who is it?”

The rabbit sighed. “Probably one of Lori Lou’s affected, returning for more pie.”

My eyelids flared wide. “You’re kidding.”

Collinsworth shook his head. “No, of course not. I never joke. I’m too much of a gentleman to do so.”

Right.

“What do we do?”

“Ignore it and focus on getting the cookies ready. It’s all we can do.”

I pointed at him. “We’re not finished with this conversation.”

“I didn’t expect we were.”

I stared blankly at the mixer. “What happens next?”

“Go to the big cabinet by the door and bring back the purple jar. It’s stoppered with cork. You can’t miss it.”

I did as he asked and slid it over the counter to him.

“Careful!” he snapped. “Without this, we won’t be able to break the spell.”

“Okay, sure. A little pixie dust in there?”

Collinsworth unstoppered the bottle. A white curl hissed from the neck of the glass. The rabbit inhaled deeply and sighed. “It’s better than pixie dust. It’s the best stuff on earth.”

“What is it?”

His whiskers twitched. “It’s a cure-all.”

Mattie gasped.

“What?” I said.

Mattie padded over to us. “A cure-all is basically myth. It don’t exist. You can’t cure every possible problem with one solution.”

Collinsworth smiled. “You can’t cure all of them, but most of them.”

My jaw dropped. “Like cancer?”

He shook his head. “It must be magically related. That’s the only way the power works. If it’s natural, it won’t work. At least that’s what I’ve been told.”

I stared at the simple bottle. “But you don’t know for fact.”

“Do the folks y’all sell the love potions to know about this?” Mattie asked.

“No, of course not. They’d kill us for a potion of such strength. This isn’t supposed to exist, remember?”

I took the bottle gently and tipped it to my nose. Notes of rose and cardamon, cinnamon and wood trickled up my nostrils. “Then how does it exist?”

“I told you, Lori Lou and I together, we were magic. This is from our friendship. We worked together and created it. There’s not much, but there will still be a touch left over when we’re done. Now”—his gaze settled on me—“pour one teaspoon in the mixture. Let the paddle make ten rotations and turn the machine off.”

My hand shook as I held the teaspoon beneath the bottle. I exhaled a plume of air. Had to calm my nerves. I closed my eyes, counted to ten, opened them and poured.

The transition to the mixer went perfectly. I counted exactly ten rotations and shut it off.

“What’s next?”

“Spoon out cookies.”

Mattie scampered into the kitchen.

“Where’d you get to?” I said.

“I wanted to peek at whoever’s outside. It’s Mayor Battle. Y’all need to hurry.”

“Why?” I said, dipping a scoop in the dough.

“Because it looks like an army’s stalking down Bubbling Cauldron right behind him.”

My voice reached a pitch that could’ve broken glass. “What? What do you mean an army’s coming?”

“The whole town is on their way here,” Mattie said.

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