been testing out
having him stay more at my place.” Vivienne pulled out a simple glass ball of
silver and held it in her hands. It reminded her of a miniature version of the
crystal ball Miss Octavia used in her store. “I’ve been so used to doing things
on my own that I sometimes forget to compromise. We’ve had a few
arguments here and there.”
Nana Mary
smiled. “You’ll both work it out. I’m sure of it.” She let out a little sigh.
“Back when I was your age, it just wasn’t acceptable in polite society for a
woman to test the waters. We had to put a ring on the finger and keep them
crossed that we didn’t want to kill each other the next morning.”
Vivienne felt
lucky to have that chance. “I do love him and I know he loves me.”
“Then you’re
very lucky.” Nana Mary smiled back. “Not everyone in this world gets that
chance.”
“I know I am.”
Vivienne agreed. “That’s why I love coming to talk with you Nana. You always
make me see what I’m taking for granted and that gives me a chance to set
things right.”
“I’m glad I
can help, my darling granddaughter.”
Vivienne
pulled herself up from the floor and wrapped her arms around Nana Mary. “I love
you so much.”
“We witches
need to stick together.” Nana Mary chuckled as Vivienne pulled away.
“We sure do.”
Vivienne stared at the silver ornament in her hand. “Especially whenever
someone is murdered in town.”
“So, you’ve
got quite the mystery on your hands again.” Nana Mary rocked slowly back and
forth in her chair. “Do you suspect there was magic involved?”
Vivienne
carefully set the ornament back in the egg container and shrugged her
shoulders. “There doesn’t seem to be any evidence of that nature, but then
again I didn’t get a chance to go to the crime scene.”
“Ah.” Nana
Mary answered. “But, you don’t need to go to the crime scene to get a chance to
see what happened now, do you?”
Vivienne’s jaw
went slack. “Goddess, I feel so stupid. The viewing will be probably be at
Fritz and Candor Funeral Home. “It’ll be the perfect time to touch Natalie’s
hand and maybe see what really happened that day.”
“Well, except
for the passing out part.” Nana Mary laughed. “But given you’ll be inside a
funeral home, I suspect that happens from time to time. It shouldn’t raise too
many red flags. Just don’t let them stick you in a casket.”
“I can warn
Joshua ahead of time so he’ll keep me from tumbling to the floor or ending up
in the casket.” Vivienne reasoned.
Nana Mary
nodded. “See, you’re a smart girl. You didn’t need me to find the next step.”
Nora’s voice
echoed from the kitchen. “I hear lots of chatter but not much cleaning.” A
clattering of pots and pans followed for emphasis.
Nana Mary
rolled her eyes. “We’re almost done in here, Nora. We’re busy little bees.”
Vivienne
reached into a nearby box and pulled out a mess of tangled extension cords. She
knelt down on the carpet and sorted them by length on the floor. “Wait until
you see what progress we made.” Vivienne shouted back with a wicked little
grin.
“Doing things
legally to make them stick, that’s the biggest challenge you’re going to face.”
Nana Mary spoke softly. “It always is with magic.”
“What about
Miss Octavia? Is she a witch?”
Nana Mary
shook her head. “It sounds like she’s quite skilled working with energy and
reading people, but she’s still limited by her non-magical human genes.
Besides, the Elder Council would have informed me if another witch moved into
town. They’ve got this place on their radar.”
“Then how does
she know that Joshua is a werewolf?” Vivienne wondered.
“She’s gifted
with some sixth sense, that’s for certain. But, she can’t harness it like one
of us. She has to fumble around with the power and occasionally it works out in
her favor.”
Vivienne shook
her head. “Something magical took over her body.” She
having him stay more at my place.” Vivienne pulled out a simple glass ball of
silver and held it in her hands. It reminded her of a miniature version of the
crystal ball Miss Octavia used in her store. “I’ve been so used to doing things
on my own that I sometimes forget to compromise. We’ve had a few
arguments here and there.”
Nana Mary
smiled. “You’ll both work it out. I’m sure of it.” She let out a little sigh.
“Back when I was your age, it just wasn’t acceptable in polite society for a
woman to test the waters. We had to put a ring on the finger and keep them
crossed that we didn’t want to kill each other the next morning.”
Vivienne felt
lucky to have that chance. “I do love him and I know he loves me.”
“Then you’re
very lucky.” Nana Mary smiled back. “Not everyone in this world gets that
chance.”
“I know I am.”
Vivienne agreed. “That’s why I love coming to talk with you Nana. You always
make me see what I’m taking for granted and that gives me a chance to set
things right.”
“I’m glad I
can help, my darling granddaughter.”
Vivienne
pulled herself up from the floor and wrapped her arms around Nana Mary. “I love
you so much.”
“We witches
need to stick together.” Nana Mary chuckled as Vivienne pulled away.
“We sure do.”
Vivienne stared at the silver ornament in her hand. “Especially whenever
someone is murdered in town.”
“So, you’ve
got quite the mystery on your hands again.” Nana Mary rocked slowly back and
forth in her chair. “Do you suspect there was magic involved?”
Vivienne
carefully set the ornament back in the egg container and shrugged her
shoulders. “There doesn’t seem to be any evidence of that nature, but then
again I didn’t get a chance to go to the crime scene.”
“Ah.” Nana
Mary answered. “But, you don’t need to go to the crime scene to get a chance to
see what happened now, do you?”
Vivienne’s jaw
went slack. “Goddess, I feel so stupid. The viewing will be probably be at
Fritz and Candor Funeral Home. “It’ll be the perfect time to touch Natalie’s
hand and maybe see what really happened that day.”
“Well, except
for the passing out part.” Nana Mary laughed. “But given you’ll be inside a
funeral home, I suspect that happens from time to time. It shouldn’t raise too
many red flags. Just don’t let them stick you in a casket.”
“I can warn
Joshua ahead of time so he’ll keep me from tumbling to the floor or ending up
in the casket.” Vivienne reasoned.
Nana Mary
nodded. “See, you’re a smart girl. You didn’t need me to find the next step.”
Nora’s voice
echoed from the kitchen. “I hear lots of chatter but not much cleaning.” A
clattering of pots and pans followed for emphasis.
Nana Mary
rolled her eyes. “We’re almost done in here, Nora. We’re busy little bees.”
Vivienne
reached into a nearby box and pulled out a mess of tangled extension cords. She
knelt down on the carpet and sorted them by length on the floor. “Wait until
you see what progress we made.” Vivienne shouted back with a wicked little
grin.
“Doing things
legally to make them stick, that’s the biggest challenge you’re going to face.”
Nana Mary spoke softly. “It always is with magic.”
“What about
Miss Octavia? Is she a witch?”
Nana Mary
shook her head. “It sounds like she’s quite skilled working with energy and
reading people, but she’s still limited by her non-magical human genes.
Besides, the Elder Council would have informed me if another witch moved into
town. They’ve got this place on their radar.”
“Then how does
she know that Joshua is a werewolf?” Vivienne wondered.
“She’s gifted
with some sixth sense, that’s for certain. But, she can’t harness it like one
of us. She has to fumble around with the power and occasionally it works out in
her favor.”
Vivienne shook
her head. “Something magical took over her body.” She
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