Witches of Bayport (The Series) Boxed Set by Kristen Middleton

Author:Kristen Middleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: witch series, witch fantasy and romance, witches and warlocks, witches and magic, occult stories, witches and shapeshifters, clean adventure stories, wizards and sorcery, teen witch books, teen witch stories
Publisher: Kristen Middleton
Published: 2016-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Clarice appeared on Meredith’s porch and walked quietly to the front door. She raised her hand to knock, but then hesitated.

Had her old friend gone off the deep end? Was she being foolish to confront her alone?

Obviously, losing her daughter, Anna, had almost destroyed her. But that was twenty years ago and they had a history together. She couldn’t even fathom the possibility that Meredith would do her any harm. Not when they’d been such good friends as teenagers. She could still remember the oath they’d made on Clarice’s thirteenth birthday.

“Friends forever,” they’d promised, tying their bloodied hands together. “Blood sisters. Through thick and thin.”

“Nothing will ever come between us,” Meredith had declared.

“Not even our coven sisters,” she’d replied, as their blood mixed. Even now she could still feel the sting of Meredith’s hand pressing against the cut.

She took a deep breath and knocked.

When the door opened, Meredith’s face looked grim, her eyes haunted. “Clarice.”

“Hi, Meredith.” Clarice noticed the picture of Anna clutched in her hand and gave her a sympathetic smile. “Having a rough day, huh?”

She nodded and stepped back. “You know me well. Would you like to come in?”

“Yes. Thank you,” she replied, stepping into the foyer. The familiar scent of incense greeted her. Meredith usually used it when she was feeling exceptionally down.

“Would you like some tea? I was just about to brew some.”

“That would be wonderful,” she replied, following her down the hallways toward the kitchen.

Meredith chuckled. “To be honest, I was drinking something a little harder earlier, but it’s making me a little too nostalgic.”

“Ah, yes. I understand that. I try to avoid alcohol unless it’s right before bed. Then it usually puts me right to sleep. But then again, so does warm milk.”

Meredith laughed. “That’s what happens when you’re old, like us. Living alone here, I nod off without any help. At night. During the day. Doesn’t matter. Now, I have an alarm that goes off several times a day. Just in case I have to be somewhere and have fallen asleep.”

“Good idea,” she replied as they entered the kitchen. “It’s tough getting old. Even magic can’t stop that process.”

“Not the kind that I’ve run into at least.” Meredith waved toward the small oak dinette next to the window. “Why don’t you sit down and I’ll fix us that tea. Would you care for a muffin? I made some blueberry ones yesterday, and still have plenty left. They are my one true weakness.”

“A muffin sounds lovely. I haven’t eaten much today and my stomach sounds like an angry bear,” she replied, patting it.

“Yes, I suppose you haven’t had time to eat much today,” she answered, grabbing a kettle from under the sink. She turned on the water. “So, did you ever find Willow? We gave up after a couple of hours. The girl is cunning, that’s for sure.”

“Yes, actually, we did.”

Meredith’s eyes widened. “And the wand?”

“I am very happy to say that we now have the wand in our possession, Willow is being compliant, and Adrianne has made a full recovery.

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