The Witch's Homecoming by Iris Kincaid

Author:Iris Kincaid [Kincaid, Iris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

As the sheriff dropped Beryl off at the Shimmer home, she saw that Emerson had arrived and that he and Lucinda were standing in front of the porch, already hard at work, hashing out the details of the renovation.

It was clear from hearing him talk about measurements and blueprints that Emerson knew what he was doing. He was well-versed in building codes, wiring, plumbing, how to level floors that were no longer even . . . pretty much everything.

“Would you like to weigh in on the plans?” Emerson invited quietly.

But Lucinda was in her element, and this was far from Beryl’s area of expertise.

“I’m going to leave this one up to you two. When you’re ready to make a decision about muffins, give me a call.”

This made Emerson smile. Beryl had no idea why. She left them and went into the house, where she found Mosh in the living room, hovered over a computer, editing her travel blog.

Mosh looked up. “Thankfully, I’ve got enough unedited stuff to create a few weeks of videos. Hopefully, by the time I’m back on the road, my viewers won’t even realize that I was gone.”

Beryl decided to give her some space to work. She could also use a little private time herself.

She stepped inside her bedroom and gasped with pleasure. There was the bookcase! It stood at just over six feet, with five shelves of varying heights. The wood was a beautiful reddish-brown stained flaming maple, with just enough detailing to make it feel like a one-of-a-kind.

But just as interesting, the shelves were already stocked with old, dusty, colorful books. One had been set aside and laid on her bed. Beryl sat beside it and held it gingerly. This had been her father’s book. A grimoire, Gwynifer had called it? Full of . . . spells? This is going to be pretty intense. What kind of spells?

Beryl flipped open the thick volume. It was a handwritten journal filled with sketches, herbal lore, recipes, cryptic notes, and recipe ingredients that Beryl had never heard of to create substances for purposes that were often downright confounding.

“Combine to sour and ruin for all time,” Beryl read out loud. Well, that didn’t sound like a very positive thing to do. Why on earth would you want to ruin something for all time? Or make it sour?

A number of the entries were a little more straightforward. But only just a little. “Nightmares.” Was that a spell devoted to eliminating someone’s nightmares? Which would be pretty cool if she could get rid of her dream about drowning. Or was it a spell that gave people nightmares? She’d hate to think that her father had wanted to inflict such a thing on anyone. On the other hand, why would he want to ruin things for all time either?

These were spells that she might be afraid to even experiment with. There was so much possibility of something going wrong. But she kept reading and came across a number of fascinating spells that might bear looking into.

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