Witch Way to Beauty and the Beach by Jane Hinchey

Author:Jane Hinchey [Hinchey, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baywolf
Published: 2019-07-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The following morning I was surprised when Jordan showed up for work.

“Shouldn’t you be at rehearsals?”

She shrugged, tossing her backpack beneath the desk, looking cool and casual in denim shorts and T-shirt. “Your Gran is over at the town hall arguing with Jacob’s uncle about the booking.”

I rolled my eyes. Gran was never one to back down from a confrontation, but what exactly were they arguing about? “The booking? For using the town hall you mean?”

She nodded. “Mr. Griffin says he has it booked for a fundraiser tonight and he needs early access to decorate. Gran isn’t budging, saying she has it booked until five o’clock and he can go—”

I cut her off. “Got it.” The talent competition was tomorrow night, Gran needed all the rehearsal time she could get, although now she was another witch down I wondered if their performance would go ahead at all. “Have you heard how Sarah is?”

Jordan frowned, her face puzzled. “That was the weirdest thing, you know? Sarah is the last person I’d have thought would try to kill herself.”

I had to agree. From what I’d seen and heard, Sarah was a confident young woman who didn’t appear to have self-esteem issues. Goes to show you didn’t really know what was going on in a person’s life.

“But they say she’s getting out of the hospital today.” Jordan continued, “That she didn’t take enough pills to actually die.”

“Where did she get the pills from?” I’d waited up last night, hoping to hear from Jackson, but by midnight I’d given in and gone to bed. No word from him this morning, either, so I had no new information, and it was killing me not being in the loop. And okay, I was bummed he hadn’t called or texted, not necessarily about the case, but just to say goodnight. Or good morning.

Jordan shrugged her shoulders. “Her mom, I think? Not that her mom gave them to her,” she hastily added, “but that Sarah stole them from her mom’s medicine cabinet.”

Gran came bursting through the door, face flushed. She pointed at Jordan. “To the town hall. We’ve only got this morning to prepare, every minute counts.”

Dropping a kiss on Gran’s cheek in greeting, I asked, “Reach a compromise with the councilman, did you?”

“Pft, darn politics,” she grumbled, watching as Jordan collected her things. “Little upstart thinks he actually has a shot at being mayor.”

“What about Sarah? You’re another player down.”

Gran grabbed my arm and leaned in close. “I heard she took her mom’s Diazepam! But not enough to do any lasting damage. Pumped her stomach last night and discharging her this morning. She texted Hannah to say she’s okay and will be fine for tomorrow night.”

“Oh well, that’s good. I’m glad she’s okay.”

Jordan hurried past us, breezily waving a hand in the air. “I’ll see you in rehearsal, Mrs. B.”

“Full dress rehearsal,” Gran called after her, “the last one before the competition. We only have until lunchtime, but if you feel you need more time to memorize the routine, you and I can practice this afternoon.

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